Thanks to some strategic power expressing, last week saw the momentous occasion of my first night out minus baby. The NCT dads in our group have had beers on a couple of occasions, so purely in the interests of balance and fairness – of course! – it was the mums turn this time (the men + babies got to have a cosy night in at one house with takeaway).
We’re very lucky that our neck of the London woods has lots of restaurants and gastro-type pubs to choose from – plus baby-friendly, cake-selling places for during the day – and our evening out consisted of drinks at the downstairs bar at the Exhibition Rooms on Westow Hill (champagne cocktails, I have missed you) followed by more drinks and food at Numidie.
The opportunity to be at home full-time with Eliza at the moment is such a privilege and I know I’m so lucky; however, it felt great to have a few hours off and just go out. It would be a proper new mum advertising cliche to say it made me feel like ‘me’ again, but it was such a brilliant novelty to put on a full face of proper make-up as well as some pre-baby clothes which weren’t selected due to front-fastening features or easy boob access. It was even great to sit on the top deck of the bus up to the Crystal Palace Triangle (which I never thought I’d miss, but is a thing of the past with a pram!)
It was such a good evening; as well as an awful lot of excitement at being out there was a perfectly reasonable amount of phone checking, loads of baby chat, and as always with groups of new mums, some lengthly discussion about childbirth. Eliza and Alex had a great time and she was fast asleep when I got back.
And while I wouldn’t say I was really suffering the next day, I was very thirsty with an ever-so-slight headache. Hangovers, I have missed you not.