it was the most wonderful time of the year, and it’s even better now that your daughter is at that age to understand the concept of santa and presents under the tree. natasha was never one for the holiday session, never really celebrating it, but the warmth that fills her at your daughers excitement, each time she wakes up to see the elf had moved, or when she’s writing her letter to santa, it made her realise this time could be speacial for her baby, even if she’s not one to find this time ‘magical’

the house covered in tinsel and lights, christmas movies every night, each day counting closer to the morning of santa clause arrival, and your daughter couldn’t be more excited, every day she’s curious about the idea of christmas, why this, why that, and natasha couldn’t be happier to sit down and explain to her.

you’ve just picked your daughter up from daycare, dressed in her tutu and fuzzy coat, she runs through the door and into nats arms, nat picks her up and kisses your cheek

“hey honey, how was your day?”