December 24, 2018
It was 3 weeks after Butterball was born. I felt absolutely fine to host Christmas lunch for our immediate families. The turkey was ordered, sides were roasting and presents wrapped. I was snapchatting pictures of Butterball dressed as Santa, enjoying the Carols by Candlelight playing on TV. This new Christmas Eve tradition is absolute perfection, I thought to myself, feeling so sane, so organised, so smug.