The party was held at Aqua Viva in Nedlands, opposite the old Steve's Hotel. Acqua viva is a floating restaurant and a nice venue - water on three sides and a jetty connecting it to the mainland. The party was a lot of Anveeta's friends from junior school to her most recent Deloitte colleagues. So there was probably about 20 people I knew from years in Perth, Deepti had met a few in the relative short time she'd been in Australia, so all up a good evening was had.
Mum wanted me to take Deepti dancing. This was a little too progressive for my liking. Sure, Deepti and I are married, we have had a child and argued over the quantity of luggage we're carrying, but dancing in public with my wife sounded a little extreme. I resisted succesfully. Especially with the music being the 80's classics rather than BHANGRA!!!!!! that went down at our wedding (no Let's go party tonite....etc, Catherine, I've been informed that was your favourite).
See if you can spot the member of the family who wasn't invited.
N was at home with a baby sitter. It was the first baby sit we'd ever done. Realistically, I was more afraid about what the baby would do to the baby sitter rather than baby do to herself. We left N and baby sitter at around 730 and then spent most of Anveeta's party checking the phone, fretting, checking the phone again, phoning the baby sitter, the baby sitter telling us everything is fine, fretting, checking the phone again, phoning the baby sitter, being told off by the baby sitter for waking the baby and then finally trying to relax when we were told N was sleeping peacefully. This was all by 830.
When we got home N was asleep - i've never seen her sleep without feeding to sleep or pouching to sleep so were suitably amazed and embarrassed and inadequatelized. Damn experienced parenters.
When we got home N was asleep - i've never seen her sleep without feeding to sleep or pouching to sleep so were suitably amazed and embarrassed and inadequatelized. Damn experienced parenters.
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It gets easier as you have more kids. We managed to go out for dinner when Charlotte was 3 weeks. In retrospect it was madness but I put her to sleep and she slept till after we got back. Perhaps you just get more desperate for a quite dinner for two.
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