Niamh gets up at 5, and there was no way that Christmas was starting at 5am and I was surviving the whole day. So, me and Chris made a plan that she would go down for her nap and when she woke up it would be Christmas. When he had put her down Chris woke me up and we sorted out the front room ready for when she woke up. With presents and stockings in cute little piles.
When she woke up we had breakfast (whilst she had snack time) and then set about opening presents. She was excited about the first one, but her interest soon disappeared!
Me and Chris however, soon realised that, although she does not have much hair (still) she could still have a few Christmassy accessories!
She got some lovely presents from various people, and had a really good time figuring out how they all worked!
One of her god fathers came to visit her to drop off her present and stayed for a while. Niamh enjoyed this very much! Here's a picture of him with her, believe it or not this is her very first time holding her (she will be 1 on the 10th Jan) as he has point blank refused until now!
Then it was off to my parents for Christmas lunch. Niamh was very grumpy the whole way through the meal. Turns out (we now know) that she was having really bad teeth problems (still is now). But it didn't stop her from entertaining us all when she won a giant plastic paperclip in a cracker, and promptly glued it to her head with mash potato, whilst becoming very confused as to where it had gone!
She did look very cute in her special Christmas dress and "santa baby" hat!
And once again, preferred the boxes to the present:
And by the end of it all she was well and truly worn out!
She wasn't the only one. I love the festive period (these days, I used to be the grinch) but now I have Niamh I've found myself really looking forward to it. But seriously, if I thought Christmas used to be exhausting, previous experiences had nothing on this one. It has taken me since Tuesday to write this, and I don't even know if it makes any sense!
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