Wow. It's two days after Christmas and I am finally getting to sit back and reflect on our first Christmas as a family of three.
On Christmas Eve we all got new pyjamas and watched the carols on television before bed. Waking up on Christmas morning was amazing.His face just lit up once he saw the tree with the presents, even if he didn't quite understand what he was meant to do with them! He was very spoilt with a trampoline from Nanny and Poppy, a playgym from Nonny, and a John Deere ATV ride on and about 30 other things from us!
We had a barbecue breakfast at my Mum's house and he ran about the back yard and had a dip in a blow up pool. Then we did Murray's family for a more traditional sit-down lunch which was lovely. J had a second nap from 4-7pm which he never does, which meant he then stayed up until midnight! But he was having such a blast playing with all of his new toys, he barely made a fuss.
Life is profoundly different. It's not all rainbows and fairytales. I've struggled with my identity a lot, and gosh parenting is hard. I wouldn't change it for the world though, and certainly days like Christmas are made a lot more enjoyable with our little man.