Gay Christmas Toby Carvery
Dec. 20th, 2019 09:49 pmTonight I went out with a group of friends for a gay (actually bi) Christmas dinner at Toby Carvery, with E, and it was epic.
I'd had the most executively dysfunctional day ever due to extreme sleep deprivation. Leo gave up work hours to ensure I was fed. I managed to have lovely low key hangouts with E despite my exhaustion, making them giggle playing peekabo and doing silly faces, giving them shiny wrapping paper to play with in the bouncer while I wrapped presents, having a bath together. It was a really nice parenting day.
H came over two hours early to spell me so I could have a lie down, made me tea and helped me get the go bag packed with nappies, wipes, bibs and everything we needed while E fussed on the boob. Even though it was the first time we'd met. That act of kindness made going out to the dinner I'd booked a month ago feel possible rather than overwhelming.
It was so good and nourishing to see friends. E finally latched on for a steady feed, so H piled my plate with roast veg and put it in front of me. EM bounced E on their knee while I went to the loo and bought a drink. D spent ages holding E, showing them the Christmas tree lights (they were entranced) and even took them for a nappy change. V sat next to them in their high chair and spooned mashed potato for them while I finished my food.
E didn't nap today despite my best efforts. I feared it would be exhausting juggling a wriggly, overtired baby while trying to eat and socialise. But thanks to me friends it felt effortless.
Thanks to D for co-organising. Thanks to everyone for coming out to my part of town so I could walk home and have a drink. It was lovely to see people before we went our separate ways for the holidays. Hurray for friends turning a desperate day into an easy and nourishing evening. I feel supported, included and full of Christmas cheer.
I'd had the most executively dysfunctional day ever due to extreme sleep deprivation. Leo gave up work hours to ensure I was fed. I managed to have lovely low key hangouts with E despite my exhaustion, making them giggle playing peekabo and doing silly faces, giving them shiny wrapping paper to play with in the bouncer while I wrapped presents, having a bath together. It was a really nice parenting day.
H came over two hours early to spell me so I could have a lie down, made me tea and helped me get the go bag packed with nappies, wipes, bibs and everything we needed while E fussed on the boob. Even though it was the first time we'd met. That act of kindness made going out to the dinner I'd booked a month ago feel possible rather than overwhelming.
It was so good and nourishing to see friends. E finally latched on for a steady feed, so H piled my plate with roast veg and put it in front of me. EM bounced E on their knee while I went to the loo and bought a drink. D spent ages holding E, showing them the Christmas tree lights (they were entranced) and even took them for a nappy change. V sat next to them in their high chair and spooned mashed potato for them while I finished my food.
E didn't nap today despite my best efforts. I feared it would be exhausting juggling a wriggly, overtired baby while trying to eat and socialise. But thanks to me friends it felt effortless.
Thanks to D for co-organising. Thanks to everyone for coming out to my part of town so I could walk home and have a drink. It was lovely to see people before we went our separate ways for the holidays. Hurray for friends turning a desperate day into an easy and nourishing evening. I feel supported, included and full of Christmas cheer.