So they say a baby's first Christmas should be memorable, and ours sure was. I was hit with gastro on Christmas Eve (along with half of Michael's side of the family too), so my Christmas Day was spent either in bed or on the loo - wonderful.
Michael was so great that day, though - he didn't get ill, so he looked after Lily almost entirely for the whole day (bar feeding, which was the only contact I wanted to have with her because I didn't want her to get sick as well). By Boxing Day I was feeling a little better, but by the 27th December I felt almost 100%.
My sister Alisha and her fiancé Jernej were down from Melbourne for Christmas - which sucked in a way because we didn't get to see much of them, being that I was ill - but we managed to get some time together on the 27th and 28th before they headed back home.
So since we missed out on a big, exciting Christmas Day, I decided that I wouldn't let the cute outfit I'd bought for Lily go to waste - so I dressed her up and took some "official" photos, on January 3rd :P
So effin' cute.