Little Man is Nine Today!

Dear Little Man

It feels like I only wrote to you for your eighth birthday two minutes ago – and now you are nine! You bring so much joy to our lives and as much as I loved your baby and toddler years, I am loving this bigger, kind, beautiful, knowledgeable boy you’ve become. Watching you grow and seeing you learn is one of my favourite things in life. It’s a pleasure.

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Little Man is Eight!

Dear Little Man

How are you eight already? This will be your second pandemic birthday, spending the last one seeing relatives on the doorstep but having a great day anyway. This year, we’re allowed to see one other family at a time in the garden and so your celebrations will be stretched out to see everyone safely – but still at a distance. I hope next year can be normal for you.

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9 Years of Our Little Pickle

Dear Little Pickle

I know I say this every year but it feels like yesterday you came into our lives. And yet it’s nine years since you were born, nine years since you made us parents and nine whole years since you changed our lives forever.

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Things I’ve Learnt About Myself at 35

Today I turn 35. Halfway to 70. I know that whilst I was growing up that anything over thirty felt so old and so far away but now that I’m here, in my middle years, it feels like life has gone so quickly up until this point and I am willing it to slow down just a little. I want to stop and appreciate life before I find myself another ten years older.

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Happy 8th Birthday Little Pickle

To our Little Pickle

Honestly, I say it every year but I cannot quite believe you are eight. 80% of the way to double digits, about the start Year 4 at school and so, so clever. I have no idea how the tiny 6lb 4oz baby you started at has grown into this beautiful young lady so quickly.

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A Letter to Myself, 10 Years Ago, on my Wedding Day

29th May 2009

Oh Donna

Just look at you. 24 and so beautiful in your dress. You’ve been up for hours for hair and makeup and you didn’t really sleep last night. But you still look as lovely as you had hoped. The hair stylist ends up putting your veil in back to front and having to change it just before you leave for the church, it means your hair comes undone so much earlier than it should have – and that will still annoy you ten years later.

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