Kirsty McCabe is a meteorologist and TV presenter, who has presented weather forecasts across the entire range of BBC television and radio channels, including Breakfast, BBC One, BBC News and World News, Radio 4 and Radio 5Live. She has also presented on GMTV and Daybreak and is currently weather presenter for BBC Scotland. She lives in South London with her husband and their sons, Ethan (age 2) and newborn Logan.
Partying while I can...
I appear to have turned into a social butterfly of late, albeit a rather sober social butterfly given I’m seven months pregnant and get up at stupid o’clock for work (that’s 3.40am if you really want to know). Not to mention the proud owner of a toddler who isn’t going to win any Best Sleeper of the Year awards…
Anyhow, I’m obviously cramming in the social events before the new baby arrives and life becomes one big loop of changing, feeding, burping, laundry and cat naps. But being pregnant and glamming up for a night out isn’t easy, the main issue being the classic female cry of 'I have nothing to wear', which is not aided by your husband pointing out that you can barely close your wardrobe doors.
Luckily, I have found two good sources of maternity wear recently, both for work and for nights out. So I actually felt very glamorous in a Seraphine Luxe blue silk evening gown at a Royal Naval Reserve Black Tie Dinner at HMS President.
Maybe it was just the hormones but men in black tie, or even better a uniform, do look fantastic! Hubby joined me for the dinner followed by copious amounts of port (him not me), so his sister was roped into babysitting Ethan. Normally we’d get him down for the night before leaving but it was an early kick-off so Auntie Silvana put him to bed for the first time. Thankfully all went smoothly and good practice for when we go into hospital to have number 2!
My next social engagement over the weekend was a surprise baby shower for my BBC colleague Amy Garcia. I wore another Seraphine dress, this one a lovely royal blue colour that reminded me of Kate Middleton’s engagement frock (just a bit larger!).
I’m not really sure where I stand on baby showers, I didn’t bother having one first time round as the concept made me feel a bit uncomfortable. It’s rather like when parents-to-be register 'stork lists' at baby shops to make sure their friends and family get gifts for the baby that they actually want/need. Yes it’s probably practical but does feel rather presumptuous.
To be honest, I wasn’t sure I’d make Amy’s baby shower as afternoon tea at the first venue suggested was £50 a head, and that was before we’d chipped in for gifts! You can probably hear the Scot in me struggling to justify the cost, knowing that I’d be buying the baby something once it actually arrives in a few weeks’ time. Luckily, a change of venue halved the cost, plus I’d decided to make the most of any invitations while I could still accept them!
We had a great time – you can’t beat a good afternoon tea – and seeing all the tiny baby clothes did make me feel quite broody, excited and nervous about my own little one arriving. Now that my firstborn has turned into a burly toddler, I can’t remember him being so tiny. Not that he ever really qualified as tiny and I have the painful labour memories to back that up…
My party status was fully cemented last night with a rare midweek night out! Despite an early start this morning, I joined in the celebrations for new! magazine's 10th birthday party at Gilgamesh. For this occasion I wore a fab teal Grecian style dress from Crave, my other new maternity find. The dress was a little bit booby but some clever safety pinning meant I didn’t reveal too much of my pregnancy-enhanced cleavage!
There were quite a few famous faces at the party, but my friend Nikki and I realised we never recognise people out of context, and there were a few occasions where we thought we knew someone but didn’t really – we’d just seen them on the telly! Then, just like Cinderella, it was time for me to make an early exit before I turned into a pumpkin (yes, yes I know I already look like a pumpkin).
And almost like Cinders I nearly lost a shoe when it got stuck in a drain cover when crossing a road! Thankfully nobody (read none of the nearby paps) spotted my shoe retrieval escapades.
One definite bonus of not drinking means I’m not struggling too much with my early start today, well, I’m no more tired than normal! Plus, I went for a cheeky wash and blow dry at a Hershesons Blow Dry Bar during my break yesterday to get my hair ready for the party, and it still looks good this morning. I’m not so convinced that keeping on last night’s mascara to save time was a good idea though…
And in case anyone is wondering when my husband Renato gets to go out while I stay in, it’s his turn tonight for drinks with another dad-to-be – one who plans to move from London to Bermuda less than a month after their baby’s due date, definitely a blog waiting to be written on that!