Babies and High Heel Shoes!

Having pondered for weeks on end, I have finally pushed myself and had an evening out, without Fink or Thomas (the first time since Thomas was born). It was fairly low key, a couple of drinks in Reigate with my fellow mummy friends, but a very big milestone for me. I have to confess I went through a wave of emotions, feeling redundant as Fink and Nanny bathed Thomas before I left, to nervousness (would he go down OK?). I kept my phone on the table all night, watching for texts and glancing at the photo of Thomas in my screensaver, but everything was OK. It was a fantastic night... I laughed lots, had 2 glasses of wine and finally let my hair down!

My evening out has made me sit and reflect on the things I’ve taken for granted for years. I really was quite frivolous before becoming a mummy and now appreciate the life I had before (not that I would want to go back). I have to confess, I’ve missed snippets of the old me. My clothes are now all about practicality for feeding/walking/inevitable sick patches, hair usually tied back as Thomas likes to pull it and time is precious, so I barely apply make up, let alone relax in a bubble bath with a book. Last night that all changed as I had the luxury of time to get ready for my night out. It was amazing, I had a super long bubble bath, washed hair that was blow dried and then straightened, make up carefully applied and clothes chosen that didn’t have to be discreet for feeding. I even got out my high heel boots, handbag, and perfume! (the joke being I used to run around London in these boots and could barely walk at all in them!)

When I looked in the mirror last night, there was a completely different person looking back. A touch of the old flyingpops , with the maturity of motherhood and whilst I wouldn’t change being a mummy for the world, it certainly is nice once in a while to let your hair down and enjoy just being me.