Thursday, 1 August 2013: Four Months Old.

Baby Ayla is four months old today, and she got to celebrate it with two needles and an oral gel.

Poor baby… I hate immunisation day but the pain of seeing Ayla cry for a couple of minutes would be nothing compared to seeing her sick. Or worse.

It’s just such a shame that they have to happen on her birth-month-day!

I’d much rather be giving her cake and presents, handing out lolly bags and adjudicating musical chairs but that will come later.

For now, hugs, kisses, cool face-washers and lullabies will have to do.



Wednesday, 19 June 2013: Seventy-Nine Days Old.

Today is my birthday… But it was different to all the birthdays before because now I fully get what the “birth” bit means!

I almost felt selfish celebrating… it was my mum who brought me into the world nearly 30 years ago, she went through the pain, and joy, and she remembers the day, not me.

To me it’s a day that signifies another year older, some presents, and maybe a party but now I know it’s so much more than that.

Regardless, I still had a great day and felt very loved. I received some wonderful messages from my friends and family and Ian even organised a surprise night out which was heaps of fun and long overdue 🙂