1 Prosecco, 2 Prosecco, 3 Prosecco…Floor!

1 Prosecco, 2 Prosecco, 3 Prosecco…Floor!


Ouch…my head is not in a good way today!  All those bottles of prosecco seemed like such a good idea at the time but after only a few hours sleep I think everyone would agree that we didn’t need to open the fourth bottle.

Last night we had dinner with friends that we’ve made through little bear.  It was the first time the dads had really spent much time together away from the small ones but they had beer so we knew they would be fine.

It was a lovely evening, delicious food, and plentiful alcohol…drinks were spilt, glasses broken…it was almost like a pre-child night!  Before we knew it, it was 2.30am so we stumbled out the door feeling eternally grateful that grandparents were on duty in the morning.

About 3 hours after passing out I woke up to the sound of little bears voice.  I love just laying in bed listening to him chat away with nanny and grandad, it’s one of those precious moments where your heart really swells with love…although not enough to make me get out of bed!

When I did get up he was splashing away in the bath having a wonderful time.  He had eaten loads of breakfast, played skittles, and learnt to say ‘walrus’ and ‘narwahl’…all in about an hour and half, that’s more than I can manage in a day sometimes.

Before having little bear I was worried about meeting new friends and scared that grandparents would be too controlling, my day dreams were more like nightmares.  But in truth, the last 24 hours have really made me sit back and realise how lucky we are…thank you to all our friends and family for making it all so perfect (mostly!)

The Day Dreaming Mummy


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