Sunday, 2 June 2013

Party fit for a Queen

It's me and Queenie's birthday this weekend. Yep, another year has whizzed on by and another candle has been put on the cake.
 
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Typically a very good excuse to drink and be merry and stay out till the wee small hours, I realised that this is the third year in a row that I've either been pregnant or breastfeeding during my birthday, and next year will be no exception. I'm not quite sure how I feel about this. Of course I feel blessed and lucky to even be in this situation, but part of me would love nothing more than to pop a cork and feast on bubbles, pate and brie all day!

Part of me (the biggest part, to be fair) is blissfully happy with a sleep in, breakfast in bed and a homemade card - all necessary components of motherhood. But a teensy, little part of me is reminiscing about the sparkle of old times; the spray of perfume that completes an afternoon of preparations, the gentle ache of the most impractical but beautiful pair of heels, and the tiddly stiletto totter from dinner party to cocktail lounge.

I was so adamant that part of me wouldn't die just because I became a mother, but now I'm wondering if it's happened without me even realising it. Instead I'd like to think the party girl in me is just on hiatus, polishing her dancing heels, choosing matching accessories and [slightly] lowering the hem of my fav LBD, in preparation for my 33rd birthday in 2015.

That, my friends, is going to be one hell of a party!

Wherever you are and whatever your plans for the long weekend, I hope you're having a good one. x