“Remember, remember, the 5th of November…”
I don’t really, not the one from 2004, except that i ended up with a gorgeous little girl, Josephine Susannah Belle, who was born on that day. After 4 years i’ve finally written up her birth story and you can find it over on the left of the blog if you wish 🙂
Josie is now a glorious, stubborn, contrary, emotionally self-sustaining, articulate, intelligent, outrageous 4 year old. She was part of the family from the moment she arrived, not bad given that by the time she was 2 weeks overdue i told my midwife i was bored and didn’t even want a baby any more 😉
She is the most like me of all my children, not good at being told no, very able to entertain herself, able to hold her own among her sisters and extremely, extremely stubborn. We adore her. She has been an extremely rewarding baby and toddler for me, the one who made me feel i had done well and that i knew what i was doing. She taught me how to move on from a birth, she let me feel i was a successful breast feeder and she has been startlingly herself from the minute she was born.
I really do adore her but, as she mentions frequently, she is not a baby, she is not a little girl… she is now a BIG girl and i have to remember that.
However, she is still obsessed with my breasts; until she stops groping me, i think she can still be my baby 😉 😆