this nye saw the husband and i starting a whole raft of new new year traditions. mostly as a result of our recent venture into parenthood. so the winter sunset of 2011 and the dawn of 2012 was all about the new little man in our lives that is teaching us so many things each day, about ourselves and about him, as his personality starts to evolve. I'm convinced he knows exactly what he's doing to us when he switches from goo-goo ga-ga happiness to seemingly agonised screams for, what seems to us amateur-status sleep deprived parents, no apparent reason. it's mind boggling, amazing and oh-so challenging in ways I never could have guessed before. and yes, we did scoff a little at all those knowing looks and patronising comments we'd received from family, friends and strangers who have already been through this adventure. I'm not ashamed to admit our naivety. not a jot. well... maybe a tad ashamed.
from now on I guess he comes first in all of our decisions and so he is what led us to regretfully decline all nye invitations to fancy parties, drunken revelries, and dancing fun... and despite staying home with a single can of pre-made vodka lime and lemonade as my little treat to myself (didn't dare stretch to two with all those night feeds to get up for) it was simply the best yet.
2011/2012 nye kicks 2010/2011 nye's ass.
