I was thrust in to motherhood at 47, for the third and very much my final time. Having suffered a bereavement and nearing the age of the menopause, I ignored the pregnancy symptoms, and put them down to grief and my old lady hormones running loose and carefree! So sure of not being pregnant, I bought a Tesco Value Pregnancy Test Kit, just to rule it out. I remember sitting in my GP’s office weeping and asking him to tell me that the cheap test that I had used was of no use, and that indeed I was menopausal. He clapped his hands together and declared how wonderful me being pregnant was!
Now, here I find myself speeding towards my 50th birthday with a 2 year old toddler, who quite frankly runs me ragged, keeps me awake every single night with her incessant waking, and fills me with joy and wonderment at every turn. Who would swap this? Not me.
So, this blogging mallarky is my way of recording as much information as I can about Lily. The ways in which she frustrates and amuses me all in the space of seconds.
It’s something that I want her to read when she is older, to see how much I love her and how much I appreciate her very being.
So Lily, read on. Let’s share the memory of your informative years,and let us laugh together.
* Please click on the links on the right to read about Lily’s antics! *