What I wore was not relevant as any attention was placed firmly on the pram. I had a laugh with my sister when we arrived as only a few years ago I would never have dreamt of going to the races and absolutely never, ever, ever while taking a baby in tow. However my sister needed an assistant for the day and I was able to assist even if it meant a few awkward moments.
I fed baby on arrival in the car park knowing that feeding on location would be awkward when I had to unzip my pants at the back just to feed. I accidentally forgot to fix them when getting the pram out of the car but no one seemed to notice. Bubba woke for a moment in the marquee and I had a massive anxiety attack but after a small jiggle of the pram he went straight back to sleep and slept the entire time we were there, woo-bloody-hoo!! The food was also amazing, and having a baby in tow meant the wait staff took pity on me and continued a constant stream of food to where I was sitting. I may or may-not have had four servings of thai chicken curry… Side note there was nothing non-alcoholic to drink other than water and soft drink which I found a little frustrating.