because times change
I remember the relief of Megs finally falling asleep! This photo was taken while she was strapped to my chest in a baby sling.
This one is from this Christmas.
I have very few Christmas traditions. As Megs was born in January, the first Christmas I associate her with is December 1997, when we were referring to my bump as “Lee” and convinced that she would be a kick boxer or gymnast. I also remember the small amount of food my father served up to me and how round his eyes went as I refilled my plate several times. Nothing like pregnancy to inspire a hearty appetite!
By that stage I was getting up every few hours at night to either go to the toilet and/or get a bowl of cornflakes, with ice cold millk, banana and honey. Nyom!
I’m only part way through the great “Family pictures scanning project” of 2013. I’ll finish this post once I’ve managed to locate the rest of the Christmas photos and continue to post photos of my beautiful daughter that will cause her current Teen self to cringe. 🙂
Inspired by this post over at Skin & Blister