Bethany's Baby Babblings

Obviously not my first night out ever. The first since December 2016. Which feels like a bloody lifetime ago. I was literally shaking with excitement, which made pouring multiple glasses of prosecco reet tricky. You can see how excited I am in this photo (I'm the numpty on the left) The mum guilt got me however the need to spend some quality time with my "Camel Toe" girlies (don't ask) and have some adult conversation must have been far stronger because I danced and drank the night away and scoffed a maccy d's. Tell what I didn't miss during my pregnancy; hangovers. Oh my lord I was hanging out of my arse the morning after. Luckily my parents had chunk for a sleepover so all I had to do was stay horizontal all morning and eat junk food. I realise the above doesn't really paint me as the perfect kind loving sophisticated mother. However it does describe what I think is a well balanced alreet mum. And that's what I want to be.

Once upon a time, Christmas was about scoffing ALL the food, getting pissed and being lazy. All of the above went of out the window this year. Me and Dale scoffed some food in shifts because our daughter decided to wake up just as Christmas dinner was served, my gin & tonic lasted me five hours and we were in bed for 9pm Christmas day because we were so exhausted. Not that we care one bit. She is totally worth it and it's lovely having children about for Christmas! Chunk's Christmas Miracles • actually pooing in her nappy (she normally does it out in the open so we considered it our present from her) • feeding at 8pm, FINALLY going to sleep at 11.30pm and then not waking up until 5.30am for her next feed (the six hour stretch of sleep was weird. the nine hour stretch between eating was weirder) • not being that bothered about being passed around the family like a rugby ball (clarification: this is a description of the frequency of being passed not the way she ...