This time of year

There’s something magical about this time of year. You start to feel the slight change in the weather and hug yourself warm with your favourite oversized jumper smiling to yourself that you are all cosy in your little burrow. You see that Starbucks have started selling pumpkin spice lattes again while outside children are jumping into piles of leaves and collecting conkers. That’s when you know that the magical season of autumn has finally arrived. Let’s just take a moment to breathe it all in.

I love this time of year for another reason, I get to celebrate my wedding anniversary. One whole year married! It has literally just flown by. I still feel like the luckiest bunny ever to marry her soul mate and have a gorgeous baby Cabbit. Ok, ok I will stop being all lovely dovey. We were very lucky that we got a whole night off as parents to celebrate. We dolled ourselves up, Hubby black shirt and trousers and me in my beautiful black dress that I have only worn once, to see Wicked. After much debating we decided to go to Frankie and Benny’s as we adore their spaghetti and meatballs. It was the first time since Cabbit had been born that I have had a WHOLE night off, I enjoyed every moment of it, giggling as I drank my Long Island ice teas. My husband treated us to dessert (he really loves me!) for him lemon sorbet and me a whole little apple pie, a long-standing joke with us where I always demand a whole pie when it says it on the menu and often get just a slice. It’s our thing.

When I started to think about it, it seemed like such a normal thing to be able to do before our son was born. We could jump on a train or a bus and go anywhere without having to pack a changing bag or lug a pram around. Now we have to make sure the restaurant is baby friendly, we have enough nappies or baby wipes, the list is endless. But as I have said many a times before, and probably bored you to death, I wouldn’t change it for the world. I would appreciate the odd night off with my husband as I spend 24/7 with my mum duties but that is what being a mother is all about, caring for my son, putting his needs before my own. But some time away from him would also be good as we can’t all be superwoman and we have to be able to relax for at least an hour childfree. All in good time I keep telling myself.

Oh I do love this time of year! Think I will take Cabbit out for a walk again so we can bask in autumn’s beauty.