Today my little baby turns three. How did that happen!?! I think back to the day I became a mummy with mixed emotions because it was simultaneously the best and worst day of my life. After a horrific, exhausting induced labour lasting nearly two days baby got stuck. We were rushed to theatre for an emergency forceps delivery. I've never been so scared in my life, not for myself but for the little baby I had not yet met but loved so much.
Three years later and every day I love her a little bit more. I was worried about what happens when you have another baby. Does it affect the love for your first child? Now Little I is here I see how the love doesn't divide, it multiplies. Like growing another heart.
Little E has so many people who love her and this weekend we have had to split her birthday celebrations in half to accommodate the vast numbers of family and friends who want to celebrate with her. Two birthday tea parties, two cakes and a new little sister means we have one overwhelmed and exhausted little lady on our hands. So little yet so grown up. Happy Birthday Little E.
