Sprog 1 turns 9 today. I can’t quite believe it. God help me, she’s a tween.
When she was born, she looked like this (enormous and cranky) …
And pretty much stayed that way for the next three months. I thought all babies wailed that much (until Sprog 2 came along and wailed much, much less).
Sprog 1 wailed in the hospital …
She wailed in our lounge room …
She wailed in our dining room …
She particularly enjoyed wailing in her bedroom.
I was very, very tired. So was she.
But I fell madly in love with her anyway.
Happy birthday gorgeous girl. I am deliriously, dizzily thrilled with you. And I always will be.
(Wow, seeing these photos is still so visceral. I can smell her, feel her hot, angry head in my hands, the soft skin on her back, the ridges in that singlet …)




Wow, what a whopper! How much did she weigh?
4.3kg
Congratulations on 9 years. My Will (now aged 9) looked (and weighed) exactly the same but with blonde hair. Same expression. Do I also detect a white mark around her forehead from the caesar cut not quite being big enough?
Oh god, probably, they certainly tugged and pushed and pulled enough to get her out.
Very funny (although not at the time, I’ll bet) and cute. Love her (and your) hair colour! I have a 9 year old too.
He was a cheerful projectile vomiter rather than a wailer though. 🙂
Ah, I can be thankful for small mercies.
Yes, it certainly made getting out the front door in the morning a challenge.