Ok well maybe that's not true. One three week old baby was stirring.... But other than Lachlan, not a creature was stirring not even a mouse!
Christmas is over. It feels like it was a really really quick day this year! I guess when you're nursing a newborn around the clock, the continuum of time changes somewhat.
Our first Christmas as a family of four was a good one. We kept things pretty low key this year, although I will admit to baking a pavlova while breastfeeding Lachlan in my wrap, so perhaps it wasn't as relaxed as Pete wanted it to be!
My favourite part of Christmas was actually Christmas Eve. While Madeleine was in another room, Santa's Elves paid us a little visit and delivered the Christmas Eve Box.
Inside was the book "The Night Before Christmas", the magical key for Santa to use to come into our house as we don't have a fireplace, the plate and bottle to prepare milk and cookies for Santa, Christmas pjs for both kids, and some glittery oats to leave out for the reindeer. Going through each of these items and explaining what each is for was pure joy. The magic and excitement that this box brought was precious. I'd been feeling very blasé about Christmas up until this point but having seen the anticipation of Christmas through the eyes of a three year old would excite even the scroodgiest scroodge.
We prepared the milk and cookies for Santa, places his key outside, got the carrots and oats ready for the reindeer, put our stockings at the end of our beds and Maddie placed her gift for Santa with it. A few weeks ago when we were talking about Christmas and gifts, Maddie asked what present we should get for Santa. I So just love how thoughtful this girl is!! So Maddie was hoping to receive winter socks from Santa this year (she'll learn to dream bigger soon for sure) and she also decided that it would be nice to get a pair of winter socks for Santa also, to keep him warm at the North Pole of course. Given all the excitement of the Christmas Eve Box, we were very surprised at how easily Maddie fell asleep!
As we went to sleep, I whispered to Lachlan that even though I already had everything I could ever dream of, for Christmas I really want some sleep. And my baby boy delivered me 4 sweet hours. It was a Christmas miracle.
Our Christmas day started when Maddie came in to our room at 7am (ok well my day started at 2am but we won't go into that!!) and asked whether the reindeer had been. Pete was on his way downstairs to scatter some oats and eat some carrots when Maddie came so he had to move with haste!!
We all climbed in the big bed and opened our stockings from Santa. We then had some breakfast before starting the overwhelming task of opening the presents (Grandparents are on notice....next year there's going to be some rules on the number of gifts sent!!).
Living away from family is always the hardest on days like these but we managed to Skype with a few of them to wish them a Merry Christmas and make the oceans seem a little smaller for a few minutes.
Lunch was an epic gastronomic affair at our friends apartment. We had turkey and all the trimmings. All of them. After a post-lunch strollllllllll to the beach for the kids to burn off some energy we then reconvened at our place for dessert.
Back in October I baked our Christmas Cake, which was gloriously rich and dense (and gluten free) but boy oh boy was it heavy. Which may not have been helped by the giant pieces of pavlova with fresh cream and berries we had first.
Or maybe the gingerbread rumballs, coconut macaroon trees, melting moments, Veuve or gallons of eggnog that we had as well. Maybe.
Our bellies were almost as full as our hearts were on this, our first Christmas as a family of four. I hope everyone had bundles of love and laughter in their homes over the break and I hope you had delicious food as well. I wouldn't be me if I wasn't just a little focused on the food!
Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. From Me and my loved ones xx