The First Year

Let’s go have a life.. ….

My vision of motherhood has always been that my little baby would just fit into my life and not a lot would change. How wrong was I?!?!

I’ve spoke about it before that I very much do what I need to do and she comes along for the ride and I stongly stick by this. However, there are times when you just need some ‘mummy, daddy time’. We are very fortunate that my in laws are close by and very happy to help out (as long as we don’t take the utter piss). I think it’s just as important for us to go spend time as a two again as it is for grandparents to get time with their grandchild without us hanging around watching.

So my other half organised date afternoon (we no longer enter the realms of date night as anything past 6pm we now class as possible bed time, oh how times have changed). He organised the child care (grandma and grandad), booked tickets for the cinema and then told me once it was all sorted. Few things surprise me in life, but I was in awe of the fact that he had realised how important it was for us to have time together and also that I needed to get out of pyjamas or gym clothes (I wasn’t wearing them to go to the gym, I was wearing them as they are so comfy).

We went to see Bohemian Rhapsody (I had wittered on about it for ages and didn’t think he had taken any notice). For 2 solid hours I didn’t check my phone, I had my feet up (odeon luxe, I would highly recommend their recliner seats – I may even say I want one for at home just to nap in) and it was just me and him (and a full cinema).

During our baby massage course the instructor talked about love languages and I wasn’t sure I fully understood it at them time. She spoke of different people having different ideas of showing love. She spoke of time, touch, affirmation, gifts and doing something for someone. I had always thought up until this point I was all about the gifts and affirmations but I suddenly realised how I’d taken for granted time with my other half. In this big adventure we had embarked on, I’d forgotten to relish the small moments of time that we had together. After all, it takes two to tango.

From the exhausted mummy and her eye bags

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