Tomorrow my sweet darling girl Matilda celebrates her 6th birthday. She is in
such a hurry to grow up! I'm certain the stars twinkled brighter on the night we met her for the first time. It was love at first sight of course. When our eyes set upon her squishy round face, we felt utterly chuffed, and ever so clever and smug. Ben was overwhelmingly proud, and relieved; he knew how much I wanted a little girl! On announcement of Matilda's safe arrival, Nannie walked a little taller and beamed a grin bigger than the moon. And Ma cried a bucket load of tears, happy, joyful tears. Harry became a little boy that night too - no longer my baby. I'll never forget how large he suddenly seemed, when compared to the fresh little bundle snuggled in my arms. Harry was delighted to be a big brother; I remember how he had cuddled Matilda so gently and lovingly, speaking with a small soft voice. Oh it's terrible that theses babes of ours grow so quickly - but this parenting gig is such a joy and privilege. I wouldn't change it for the world!
Sleep well and sweet dreams our dear Till, for tonight is your last sleep as a girl of 5! xxx
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Just cried buckets again.
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