Every year September the 1st heralds the start of new things for us. Twelve years ago a little girl decided she'd had enough of hanging around and crashed into the peace of our twosome a bit earlier than we'd expected. In the naivety of my never having done the birth thing before I assumed labour was just a spot of indigestion. Mind you I'd been pretty fidgety about getting the cutlery drawer really clean and tidy that day so I should have guessed something was up.
Miss Rosey arrived a few weeks early and has remained just as driven to get things done when she puts her mind to it. She has a fabulous sense of humour, is so loving and caring, but can keep her feelings close to sometimes which means I misunderstand her. She exudes cool without even realising it, is the best eldest sister and friend Little Bun could ever wish for.
She is so like me in so many ways that we often can be found yelling at each other in a pretty mental way. Thank god it soon blows over and we move on.
Now here she is, about to turn 12 (at 3.35pm if we're going to be picky). On Monday she starts a whole new adventure when she will be going to High School without me standing in the playground by her side. This afternoon we took her for a quick meet up with her year group so they could get to know the school without everyone else around. Despite knowing no one else she walked in on her own and told me she'd be just fine. My girl, who used to hold my hand so tightly while we went quietly around the room at nursery and checked out all the things she could do that day doesn't need me to hold her hand all the while now. It's as it should be and I know we've done a brilliant job to make our little worrier grow like this, but boy it's harder for us than them isn't it helping them move on. Small insight here, I've made myself get all teary writing this.
So here we have one proud mum and dad ready to enjoy seeing all the new adventures ahead for our birthday girl.
I'll leave you with a glimpse of the only making I've been managing to squeeze in this week. The brickwork patch is coming along nicely and as I've been frozen most nights it's been wonderful to snuggle under it and run stitches along each piece. Hopefully I'll find time next week to bind the edges and then I can show all.