A pretty chilled out day in the end. M was an absolute delight - kept bursting into laughter at the excitement of it all.
Woke up and opened M's stocking on our bed - little sweetie was just as excited by the pack of pants and socks as he was with the toys. And then the look on his face when we told him there were more presents under the tree downstairs was priceless...
I was really impressed at how patient he was - I mean, he was asking to open lots in quick succession, but he wasn't being bratty or grabby, just swept along with the thrill of a whole stack of presents with his name on, which is fair enough! He LOVED his octopod and I quote: "Oh my goodness, that's the coolest thing I've ever seen in my life!!", and got another gup from my mum and a few more figures from my dad. He's been in octo-land every since, deep in imaginative play.
Presents from my family were mostly from his amazon list which was great - books and melissa and doug threading beads. From the ILs he got a great ELC tractor and some lovely books and bath toys. Nothing hideous or overly noisy.
Glad no one went mad over R either - there is NOTHING we need for him clothes/toys wise. My sister very thoughtfully donated to the special care baby unit at our local hospital instead, which we've done too. Wish i'd thought to suggest it to others as well, though a few people have given us money to put in a savings account for him (note to self, MUST set up an isa or something!).
My mum came over for a few hours but spent most of the time on the phone to my sister in Australia. Had pancakes for brekkie and then some olive foccacia mid morning before going over to ILs for a roast. All a bit noisy over there - TV on, radio on, both at high volume (but no one listening/watching them
so I switched them off...), everyone talking in shouts to be heard, SIL repeating herself over and over again, BIL treating M a bit like a dog to be teased and then shouted at... But it was fine really. Ate, thanked, went home! Dinner was cheese and crackers and chutney, followed by my first glass of wine in about a year! R spent all afternoon/evening in a feeding frenzy but thankfully tailed off at about midnight so we actually got a bit of sleep last night. Somehow DH believes he's tired (why is this not illegal in DH's of newborn mothers?) and so has gone back to bed this morning, despite M sleeping through til 5am and then coming in with me in the spare room until 7. HUmph. So I'm aimlessly browsing the sales online and ignoring the laundry and washing up.
Today we're having crispy duck and pancakes for lunch and then heading over to SIL's for a mini Christmas with them as they weren't around yesterday. Although 8 adults and 3 kids in a 1 bed flat might be a bit of a hellish experience... will prob escape to the park with the kiddos at some point.
All in all, feel very lucky for my sweet family, my gorgeous big boy who is becoming so polite and observant, my littlest boy who I had a little cry over last night for simply surviving his terrifying birth, and my handsome husband who has come so far this year in dealing with his anxiety and depression. I though this year would be "the year" for certain things but 2012 is looking good too...