When socialising becomes an effort...

I've accepted that my social life has died now that Amaia is here and I'm not missing it too much. The only time I've really wanted to go out is when my family has been here and then I've managed a glass of Champagne at the Metropole bar or a long lunch with Amaia in tow.

I know drinking, hangovers and babies don't work - I speak from experience! But tomorrow I've been invited to drinks at Zelos with a whole group of girls and I know I should go. I don't want to go but I should. It seems like such an effort - getting dressed up when I'd rather be having an early night and the thought of "drinks" in a noisy bar/club is soooo unappealing. But I need to go, I have to build up some friendships with other mothers (something I'd mostly avoided until now, not being a huge baby fan!) and I need to get out and about again. Amaia will be fine without me tomorrow evening. She will be asleep, her daddy will be watching over her and her mummy will be hopefully be sipping Champagne and thinking she made the right decision... Right, now I have 24 hours to decide what to wear. I hope the rain stops before then!!!