Baby Of Mine, Now You Are One

“Baby mine, don’t you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes.  Rest your head close to my heart Never to part, Baby of mine.” Happy birthday, baby of mine. Today you turned one. Our second rainbow baby is growing up. This time last year I had just given birth. And you had already begun to fill our lives with huge bundles of love and joy. Earlier on in the day, Andy Murray had won Wimbledon. Little Miss H and I had spent the afternoon curled up on the sofa having sleepy cuddles and watching the match and award ceremony. It was a Sunday and your Daddy was in the kitchen cooking roast pork and apple sauce for dinner. I’d been getting small cramps throughout the day. And I had a sneaky suspicion that labour may have started. By 19:30, the small cramps had turned into full-blown contractions. We took your sister to stay with some friends and headed to the hospital. You were born in a birthing pool on the delivery suite at 21:05. The midwife was still writing her notes and wasn’t expecting you. But I knew you were in a rush to meet your Mummy and Daddy. When you … Continue reading Baby Of Mine, Now You Are One