She is almost as tall as me now and it is hard to imagine that she was only 6lb and 13oz 13 years ago today. Quite a miracle when you think of it, and I am very fortunate and grateful that she has grown strong and healthy, despite being picky and now fairly attached to junk food!
When I dropped her off to go and run a stall at the local church hall on Saturday, we were a little late. As I parked the car I urged her to run in quickly, so as to be to too late.
She kissed me goodbye, got out of the car, and off she went. Did she run? Did she ****, she didn't even manage a trot. Off she sloped, tall shoulders hunched, scuffing along at snails pace.
I looked at her and 'tutted' to myself. She needed a rocket under her backside, I thought and then I just laughed out loud. How I remember my mother saying the same of me. How I remember, even in my first job, being told that I must move faster, with a sense of urgency if possible! Poor girl, there's no hope!
Happy Birthday Tall Girl
13 today x
Love from your mum
PS. This is not her cake! Though I wish I was clever enough to create one similar to it. Hers is chocolate, made by Granny as always. Chocolate always goes down well. I will miss mum not being here for her birthday, the first day since Tall Girls birth, that she has been absent for either her birthday or her party. Times change, things move on.