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My Coffee Group

My coffee group was formed 8 and a half years ago when big girl was just my baby girl.

I had gone to an NCT coffee morning as a bump and been put in touch with some other local new mums. 

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine how the friendship would develop or how that group might change my life. 

My coffee group has, and continues to be my lifeline. Seven ladies with whom I have shared life's ups and downs. Over the last 8 years there have been more babies, weddings, christenings, miscarriages, relationship breakups (and make ups), new homes, illness and bereavements but through it all we've had each other. 

As the kids have got older and gone to school we have had less time to meet up and that pesky thing called work often gets in the way too but we always make sure that every few months at least we get together for dinner or a takeaway. 

Some of us see each other more often as our kids might do a club together or we may live close to each other but we know that day or night we could pick up the phone and call each other. 

Saturday night was our annual Christmas night out. We had booked The Hertfordshire and at £45 a head it wasn't cheap. I didn't know if I was going to be out of hospital, let alone well enough to go so thought that it would probably be another night out I would miss. 

But I was at home and despite feeling tired from Winter Wonderland the day before I thought 'Sod it! Life's too short' so I got my glad rags on.  

And I'm glad I did. It was fab to catch up with them all (outside of a hospital) and it felt great to get glammed up, put some make up on and not look so ill!

The them of the night was 50's rock and roll but as I only decided on Saturday morning that I was actually going I just put in a dress that fit and covered up my Hickman line and scars. 

There was a professional photographer there and we decided that as it was a rare night for all 8 of us to be out we would get some pictures taken. And here they are...





We were told to pose and do silly faces, we're not just totally mad! Ok, actually we are but that's not the point. 

But like Cinderella I had to go home before midnight as I needed to get hooked up to my 12 hours of TPN fluids so left them there dancing the night away. 

Next year I will be back on form swigging pints, dancing on the tables, making a show of myself and begging someone, anyone to go to the country club with me. 

That's a promise!

NB x
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