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Max’s First Christmas

Happy Christmas, everyone!

And, yes, I know I’m just a little bit late with the festive greetings this year, but, well, you can see the reason for that at the top of the page, I’m sure.

For us, Christmas this year was very, very different from last Christmas – and different, in fact, from every other Christmas we’ve ever had, either. Actually, I suspect it was probably different from every Christmas we WILL ever have: it’s the only one we’ll ever spend with an almost-one-year-old, after all, and that fact alone was always going to make it unique. It also made it a little trickier to navigate than Christmases past, obviously. People always tell you that your first Christmas with a baby will be magical – and it was, don’t get me wrong – but I suspect the REAL magic will come when he’s old enough to really understand what’s going on. This year, though, Christmas day started off exactly the same as any other day for Max – and it was only once we’d finished breakfast that he started to realise there was something different about today:

baby's first Christmas
baby's first Christmas
baby's first Christmas

He was a little bit bemused by all the gifts at first, but he soon got the hang of “helping” us unwrap everything…

Christmas morning 2018
Christmas morning 2018
Christmas morning 2018

I’d assumed he’d be more interested in the packaging than the actual gifts inside it (One of the reasons I picked giant bows as this year’s wrapping theme was because I figured they’d be easy-ish for him to pull off the parcels…), but he was actually really interested in everything, and I was glad we’d left plenty of time for this stage of proceedings because, of course, he wanted to play with everything he unwrapped, so, even although we’d restricted ourselves to just a few gifts, it took a long time to unwrap them all! The most successful present? The little wooden train set, which he kept “kissing” when he saw the box:

Christmas morning 2018

I mean, as soon as we built it up for him, he just crawled right over the top of it, causing the first of many toy railway disasters of the day (More on that later…), but he very happy to unwrap it, and I, er, must have gotten something in my eye while he was kissing the box, because everything went a bit blurry at that point. Yes.

By the time we’d finished opening gifts, it was almost nap-time for Max, so we popped him back in bed, and Terry and I rushed around tidying up all of the packaging, and getting showered and dressed, etc. When Max woke up, there was just time for a quick family photo…

our first Christmas with baby Max

… some unsuccessful close-ups…

Christmas Day 2018

… and an outfit shot:

Christmas Day outfit 2018

… and then it was into the car, and off to my parents’ place, for the next round of festivities:

Christmas Day 2018
Christmas Day 2018
Christmas Day 2018
Christmas Day 2018
I‘d been a bit worried that Max might be feeling a bit overwhelmed by everything at this point, but nope – he thoroughly enjoyed opening all of his gifts from gran and grandad. It obviously did tire him out, though, because, once we’d all finished exchanging gifts, a true Christmas miracle occurred: a two hour nap in the middle of the afternoon! Er, for Max, I mean. Not saying I couldn’t have gone for a quick nap myself, obviously, but I decided just to leave him to it, and it was a nice opportunity for the adults – and also for me –  to have a bit of downtime before dinner. And also some Bucks Fizz. And chocolate coins. Well, it wouldn’t be Christmas without them, would it?

Speaking of dinner, though, I know most of my regular readers are just here for my mum’s Christmas table, so here’s the moment you’ve been waiting for:

Christmas dinner table centrepiece with working train set
Christmas dinner table centrepiece with working train set
Christmas dinner table centrepiece with working train set
Christmas dinner table centrepiece with working train set
Christmas dinner table centrepiece with working train set
It had an ACTUAL WORKING TRAIN SET as a centrepiece, folks. And a small village. With people in it. Some of whom looked suspiciously like me, Terry and Max. (And some of whom looked suspiciously like The Monkees, but hey. ) (Some, meanwhile, just looked plain suspicious – like that one guy loitering behind the Santa Claus, just watching everything. My mum explained that she’d put him there because he was too tall to stand with the rest, though, so that explained it. I guess.) Yes, folks, the woman only went and created an entire CHRISTMAS DINNER TABLE WORLD, didn’t she? It was amazing – and will obviously have to come out every year now, especially given that I’ve named all the little people and given them fully fleshed-out backstories. Ahem.

Anyway, Max loved watching the little train make its way around the track, and, to be fair, it only derailed a few times, so it wasn’t too traumatic for him, either. (The little people were all fine, btw. I know you were worried for a second there…)

And that was Max’s first Christmas. Of course, as I said at the start of this post, Christmas with an 11-month-old is a very different beast from Christmas on your own – or with older children, I guess – so, by 8pm, Terry and I were back home and in our PJs, with Max tucked up in bed. It was fun while it lasted, though – and it’ll hopefully be fun for Max to look back on one day, too.

On that note, as I was editing the images for this post, it was hard not to look at them and think about how these are the photos Max will grow up seeing every time we talk about all of his big “firsts”. He’ll grow up knowing them the same way we all become familiar with the photos from our childhood – even the ones we don’t remember being taken – and it’s odd to think that, although they were only taken two days ago, on a day that still feels so vivid and real to me now, to him they’ll always look old, and a bit dated and strange. The brand new Christmas tree we got in his honour will be old by then, the shiny new toys in the photos worn out, and probably consigned to the attic. He’ll scarcely be able to believe that it’s him in the photos, or that his mum and dad were ever that young: and that’s a thought that’s slightly too big to fit inside my head at 8pm on a Thursday evening two days after Christmas, so, Max-of-the-future? If you’re reading this, let the record show that you may have started your first Christmas looking all dapper and smart, in your bow-tie and waistcoat, but you ended it in a beach poncho your gran bought you for your holiday next year, and which we had to hurriedly put on you after you spilled an entire cup of water down yourself:

Happy Christmas, baby boy: I hope you had as much fun as we did…

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12 Comments
  • Kelly Glen
    December 28, 2018

    It looks like you all had a lovely time celebrating Max’s first Christmas. I can see where you get your style from because your mum and dads house looks very stylish and I have to say I think your mum did an amazing job on her Christmas table this year. I think she could get a job as an interior designer or as a stylist. I look forward to reading your posts and to see and read what you have been up to . You look like such a happy little family.
    Take care and all the best.

  • Erin
    December 28, 2018

    That table! Your mom is amazing! Love your beautiful skirt as well. Merry Christmas & Happy New Year to your family !

  • Brenda
    December 28, 2018

    YOUR PARENTS ARE SO CUTE!!!!! I loved seeing photos of them, because you always talk about them but rarely post photos! I’m so happy you had a lovely Christmas. Children do change everything — in a good way! Your Mom’s table is so good and you all looked amazing.

  • Lisa I.
    December 28, 2018

    Kissing the box? My heart just went pittypat!

  • I am not sure who had the nicest Christmas. You and hubby, Max or grannie and grandad ? Looks like everyone had a fabulous day. Your mum sure knows how to dress a lovely festive table and Max is super cute in his outfit. Enjoy the rest of Christmas and New Year. Jill x

  • Justina Kenyon
    December 30, 2018

    I’m not crying at a stranger’s Christmas post, you are.

  • KBHwriting
    December 30, 2018

    Hello Amber. I really love this post and I intend replicating same. Your dress were really beautiful. Merry Christmas and Happy New year.

  • dubliner in deutschland
    January 2, 2019

    Wow your Mum outdid herself with that table, very cool! Beautiful pictures of Max’s first Christmas

  • Rosie
    January 7, 2019

    This all sounds lovely, Amber! And can I ask where that amazing skirt is from please? Thanks

    • Amber
      January 7, 2019

      It’s by Tibi, but it’s about 5 years old now, I’m afraid…

  • Fatema
    February 18, 2019

    Hi Amber! I found your blog when I first read your post “Embarrassing extracts from my teenage diary” and I literally loved that post! I love all your posts and your blog in general. Would you please tell me which blogging platform you use? Your blog is very unique and I love the layout. Do you use WordPress or Blogger or Wix etc.? Please do let me know.💕
    ~Fatema💕

    • Amber
      February 18, 2019

      Thanks so much! I use WordPress 🙂

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