Three years ago today, I was driving round the streets of Marrickville after an amazing Vietnamese lunch at one of my favourite places. Skip got terribly lost and we spent an hour driving round in circle and I clearly remember thinking 'Wow, I'm going to be able to tell my daughter about this one day... the day she was born.'
Later that evening as I was grabbing onto the kitchen bench in pain, Skip said to me 'Gee, if you're like this now what are you going to be like when you're really in labour?'
My gorgeous daughter was born about 1.5 hours later... so much for not really being in labour.
To my simply enchanting girl, you've grown in the most wonderful little person. Your excitement for life and passion for getting out in the world inspires me. You make me laugh more than I've ever laughed before. You make getting up at 5am worth it. I look at you and marvel at your innate gentleness and compassion. More than anything you make life a joy.