Mummy's Coffee Morning

Hey! Christmas. Christmas has always been immensely exciting for me, I absolutely adore Christmas...Or at least I did. This year, I struggled to find my Christmas cheer. Stuck in a house that didn't feel like home we were faced with the prospect of a strange Christmas with just the three of us. I have never spent a Christmas day away from my mum, not once, in 28 years. In fact once I stayed over at a boyfriend's house on Christmas eve and I made my mum pick us up at about 8 in the morning so I didn't miss a second of Christmas... It came as no surprise to me then, that I felt utterly unethused and quite miserable at the prospect of Christmas on our own. I spent the entire run up to the big day miserable and moody. Everything seemed like too much effort and exactly the same time, nothing felt special enough. I am a big organiser, we've hosted Christmas five years in a row and I loved every second. Even when I had a new born to breast feed, I still planned the menu

After a year of unbelievable stress we have finally moved!! I was desperate to vacate our little one bed flat, with a lovely toddler we had all but outgrown the space and the walls were bursting at the seams with four years of accumulation. However, when the time came to leave I had mixed feelings. We may have been about to embark on an exciting new journey in a house-with actual inside stairs and it's own garden- but we were also leaving the area we grew up in and both of our families. Our relocation further into Kent was not necessarily a choice we made, rather a neccesesity. The need for more space was the strongest drive for us and the place we choice was simply the next affordable place out. The relocation to a place neither of us know also meant that I was forced to leave my job as a teaching assistant in a local primary school! Well, we are finally in our new house and it is slightly chaotic...okay it's insanely chaotic. The baby gates are you wide for the doors, the