Today I conquered my fears… and took Aidan to the city for the day on the train. I’m one of those people that plans for the worst and hopes for the best. I’ll admit I’m a half-empty kinda girl. I wanted to tackle my fear of a long solo day trip with a baby on public transport because it was holding me back. Now, consider me unrestrained!
I spent all night packing and repacking Aidan’s stroller (Maclaren Vogue, best ever!) and whilst I may have packed a few things I didn’t end up needing, I didn’t forget anything. I consider that a success. He was such a trooper and hardly made a fuss the whole day, he just soaked it all in. Everyone on the train was really lovely and offered to help get on and off and even up stairs, something I didn’t expect.
Getting ready in the morning was a bit chaotic. I got Aidan all ready to go, grabbed the keys and realised I hadn’t brushed my hair or my teeth and was only wearing jeans and a bra. (I usually put a shirt on just before I leave the house because Aidan always makes me dirty). Because we were going to the city I also had to put make up on and think of an outfit. For someone completely out of practice it was exhausting.
What was the point of it all? Why was I putting make up on and traveling an hour and a half on the train to go to the city? High Tea at the Queen Victoria Building of course! Wendy and two of her friends invited me to join them for an afternoon of steaming tea and tiny finger sandwiches. It’s been something on my to-do list for years and definitely something I’d do again.
Look at this gorgeous spread! Fine rose covered china, gleaming silver tea pots, glittery sugar lumps and exquisite food small enough to gracefully pop in your mouth whilst still managing to maintain a conversation.
I really wish I’d taken the time to take more photos but because we were with people I didn’t really know I didn’t want to look like a weirdo. Wendy looked the part in her lovely chiffon dress and pearls. I tried looking for my black pearls the night before but couldn’t find them anywhere.
It was a funny sight. We all sat there with good posture, little pinky fingers high in the air, sipping our teas quietly and talking of very grown up things like children, marriage and mortgages. They had such a large selection of teas I was overwhelmed and stuck to Earl Grey. Next time I’ll be more adventurous.
Aidan didn’t miss out on any of the fun. I brought along his lunch (pear & strawberry puree) which he gobbled down, seated in a highchair at the table. He even got silver service when I asked for his bottle to be warmed and they bought me out he own silver teapot to put it in. He enjoyed himself so much he fell asleep right after his bottle and left us to continue our very mature adult conversations.
I had to get a photo of Wendy and I in the foyer on the beautiful red velvet parlor chairs. It really was a sensory experience and I’m glad I got a chance to do it with one of my best friends. On the train ride home I had to stand for over an hour as it was so packed. That wasn’t fun but Aidan didn’t seem to mind as he made lots of friends. The kid smiles at everyone and out of the corner of my eye I could see four different people pulling silly faces at him all at once… but really, who could resist him?