Contented

Rhona lying on me after a good feed.

My dress for the wedding was really not designed for breastfeeding! I wore a nursing vest top under it and fed her in Granny and Grandas room (they got a lovely suite as they had Euan in the travel cot) and just drove back and forth to the wedding which was 5 minutes drive away.

I managed to see the ceremony and then we dropped Martin at the reception while I fed Rhona back at the hotel. I returned at 5, after a fussy feed (she just wasn't that interested), just as everyone was going through for the meal and Martin proceeded to tell me about all the delicious freshly made canapes he had eaten, including scallops cooked as you watched. Apparantly the champagne just kept on coming too so Martin had a couple of glasses of that, and kindly kept one for me to sip for the toasts.

I phoned after the fillet of beef main course, around about 7, to hear Rhona screaming in the background, so although pudding was being served and looked delicious, I couldn't stay to enjoy it. I returned to the hotel, fed Rhona a really good feed, and went back to enjoy the evening reception. I stayed till 11 and picked Rhona up from Granny and Grandas and watched some tv until martin returned at 1.