Happy Birthday

TWW is one today. I've taken a lot of photos, but I think I am going to be self indulgent and use this selfie of the two of us. I kind of wish I had brushed my hair, but I guess it shows that it wasn't staged.

What a year. From his swift, almost perfect arrival, to the hormone crashing awake for 24 hours zombie state, a hard few days in hospital and a hard few weeks trying desperately hard to do something I couldn't do and then onwards. And upwards. Smiling, laughing, crawling, cruising. The shout he has for Gretal when he sees her at the beginning of the day, may be loud, but it is a good noise!

Happy Birthday monkey - can't wait for the year to come

xxx