Morgans first wedding


This weekend we went to a wedding! With a 3 month old! Unfortunately, this cute little outfit didn't quite make it to the wedding, but at least I got a pic before it was ruined! 💩

It was Kris' best mate who's been trying to get married for the past 2 years and finally managed it 4th time lucky! It was a lovely day and so great to see everyone that we haven't seen for a very long time!

Omg it was hard work though 😅 I am absolutely exhausted. Holding a 14lb baby for most of a day is certainly a work out! My whole body aches. I looked after Morgan, while Kris went off with his mates. I figured this would happen so was happy enough, it was so nice to see him enjoying himself. Plus, plenty of people were meeting Morgan for the first time so wanted a cuddle, so it was fine 😊... It was a long day, I can't remember the last time we went out for a full day event, what with covid and being pregnant... It must have been years! We finally got to bed at 2am and Morgan was an absolute angel and slept til 7!

After looking after Morgan all day, I figured Kris would do everything for her the following day... What I didn't expect was that he would get so drunk that I would have to look after him and Morgan for the entire next day as well. He finally stopped throwing up around midday so we could set off home... A 3 and a half hour drive - all for me!

I have a phobia of sick. So listening to him throw up all morning in a tiny hotel room was less than ideal. And then the fear of him being sick next to me while I was driving him home was almost too much! But we survived! And today is my day!! So I've been for a run (my second since Morgan) and am now having a long soak in the bath with a beer and kris as a waiter - plus zero mum guilt!!! 😁

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