As I write this, its 11.26pm and you are fast asleep cwtched up next to me and when I go to move you into your own bed you wake up and look at me with your big blue eyes as if to say don’t even think about it mum!
Its crazy, this time last year I was lying in a hospital bed on a ward listening to many women who were in labour and crying my eyes out from exhaustion while your father drifted in and out of sleep. I remember yelling at him for not being awake with me to rub my back or cuddle me as the pain grew stronger. When that midwife said those magic words 4cms I remember signing a breathe of relief as I knew it was back upstairs where the gas and air lived.
Your birth took 11 hours and 28 minutes (blog post here ) and I remember how quiet you were when you were placed in my arms still covered in gut and all I could do was cry happy tears and say hello and now your favorite word to me and everyone you meet is Hiya.
I am so proud of you. I don’t think I will ever get over the fact that you are mine. I made you. I remember how after I calmed down when that positive stick appeared I already knew I loved you and I had to protect you.
I will always protect you and love you for the rest of my life. My little lamb and lady bug. Melly Moo & Mini Moo.
Happy Birthday my sweet baby girl.