Thursday, 11 March 2010
In which I am officially the mother of an adult.
Eighteen years ago today, my real job started. After a spectacularly quick labour (3 hours and 20 minutes, yes, I can be that efficient) my beautiful eldest daughter was born. This was the dream baby who slept when she should, ate what was given her and smiled from morning to night. I jokingly call her my practise child, despite my inexperience my mistakes don't seem to have mattered. I used to say that she was my heart wrapped up in a nappy.
For every single day of those 18 years years she has brought me nothing but the deepest sense of love and the most profound happiness. She is genuinely the sweetest mixture of part adult part baby and is just extremely happy and loves life.
She is just about to fly the nest, God willing. She will go off and live the life I have given her. I have found her a beautiful necklace that is inscribed "May all your wildest dreams come true"
So my darling girl, that is what I wish for you, I want all your wildest dreams to come true because I love you more than words can say because you are mo cridhe. My heart.