Birthday boy

It's that time again. The day every child looks forward to and every parent thinks back to "this time ... years ago".

The 6th November 2009 was a very emotional day for me and I always feel a bit sad when I think back. Thankfully I don't do it very often.

But this week I'll be reliving it all - delivering a little 6lb 2oz purple baby, my first cuddle when he was nearly a full 24 hours old, being told he would need a heart op like yesterday, all the lovely messages from friends and family who had never had to think more carefully about well wishing a baby's arrival before, all the families at Alder Hey who were sooo much worse off than we were, sending my defenceless 3 day old bundle off to the operating theatre (not knowing if or when I'd get him back)... I could go on all night, recounting every minute. But I don't think anyone would read it so I'll stop!

We've done the presents, had the kids' party and now it's birthday tea time. If he could ask for his favourite food I'm sure he'd ask for beans on toast so that is what he's having!

And pulling his now trademark photo pose, he's a very happy birthday boy x