Today is my daughter's birthday. This time three years ago we were in that hazy newborn blur where you spend a lot of time staring at tiny fingers and amazingly long eyelashes. Very conveniently I managed to go into labour just after midnight and she was born at 5.50am, while her older brother slept upstairs.
Whilst I'm sure my daughter won't thank me for her very nearly Christmas birthday as she gets older, that Christmas was one of the happiest I've ever spent.
Happy Birthday Tiny Girl!