Saturday (brunch at The Charlotte Street Hotel)
Saturday was a day of new and old experiences, most notably Eliza’s first trip to central London. The pair of us headed off to the Charlotte Street Hotel for a late birthday lunch for one of my friends (along with another friend who currently lives in Dubai, so hadn’t yet met the baby).
It was great to see them both, plus I got to have two of the things I’d missed a lot when I was pregnant – eggs benedict and champagne. I also love that Eliza is still so young that she can still fit in with doing things like this.
We got there via my old route to work – through Victoria Station and on the no. 38 bus, past Buckingham Palace and Piccadilly Circus – and it felt familiar yet slightly alien, as the last time I went on that journey I was decidedly pregnant. Eliza was nonplussed by the symbolism though, and fell asleep on both the outwards and return trip.
Charlotte Street was also where was where Alex and I originally met, and Saturday was actually the fifth anniversary of when we finally got together – we went to play pool; I was late, and he beat me at every game. We celebrated on Saturday night in all-out glam style (by staying in with M&S curry and cava).
Life In A Pink Fibro
May 25, 2012 at 12:41 pm
Oh, I remember those first few outings with a little baby. The same world, but different. Great post – and I love the name Eliza.
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May 28, 2012 at 10:53 am
That’s so true – everything is the same (and the same for everyone else) but for you it’s really different! In good ways though. Thanks so much for the comment, look forward to reading your blog too x.
May 27, 2012 at 6:36 am
Oh that looks very nice, nice to hear you have some great fun, it’s so much easier to do this when they are little.
I missed poached eggs whilst I was pregnant and ate them the day I cam out of hospital
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May 28, 2012 at 10:56 am
I’m trying to make the most of it now as it’s all change when they can walk, right?! I really missed poached eggs – annoying that it’s most of the good food you can’t eat when you’re pregnant 🙂
May 27, 2012 at 8:29 am
What a lovely post! The last time I was in London was threedays after Idiscovered Iwas pregnant withmy third. Nowshe is 3 months old and happily asleep on my chest!
PS Found u via BYOBH
May 28, 2012 at 9:27 pm
It goes so quickly, doesn’t it?! Congrats on your three month old – we must have been pregnant at about the same time (E was born at the start of Feb). Look forward to reading your blog too xx