Forgive the lack of makeup and hair in the video! Do not adjust your settings or freak out, I just didn’t see the point in exerting precious energy on doing makeup and hair in order to drive and collect my mother (aka designated baby sitter for the evening) when I was due to be doing it properly in 3 hours time (neither did I dress BB in proper clothes as I elude to in the video… I put his jacket, socks and shoes on with his PJ’s…. such a rebel, I know!).
All this fuss, preserving of energy and general cutting of corners was all in aid of the momentous fact that myself and PB actually managed to go out for the evening! We ACTUALLY got out of the house, in our glad rags and had a great night out at dinner, catching up with friends and just enjoying the freedom that comes from leaving the house without the whole responsibility of a small version of the two of you on ones shoulders.
When I say glad rags, of course I mean I myself managed to wear a dress that was clean and without food stains whilst getting away with just carrying a small handbag for the evening (that takes some getting used to… cue panic every 30 seconds I had forgotten something!) and PB managed to wear skinny jeans that cut of his blood circulation around the crotch and a waist coat that was only put on for 10 minutes before being abandoned because it smelt of wee and had mostly likely been victim of a non nappy clad toddler at some point in the recent past. Such is parental apparel these days!
It was nice to have fun and let our hair down a little, and I was really relieved that I managed to go as the day before I was hit with the most awful migraine I have had in a very long time. Good old pregnancy hormones mixed in with lack of sleep concocted a ridiculous amount of pain and nausea that prevented me from being able to function and had me sleeping off the day in a dark room with a flannel over my head!
I have also noticed stretch marks beginning to happen on bump! I’m trying hard to accept that nothing is going to keep them at bay, no matter how many lotions and potions I throw at them so all that is left to do is to embrace them, see them as a part of my body to be proud of and be grateful that I am able to have the privilege of carrying my babies into this world. I like tigers, I can certainly cope with looking like one!