Happy birthday to my third child, my rainbow baby, my gorgeous, heart wrenchingly perfect Libby-Sue.
It’s almost impossible to conceive that you are 14, the running joke in the house is you are only 5 and often I take a sharp intake of breath when a young woman hurtles downstairs in the morning, late as always, instead of a youngster needing her hair brushing and shoe laces tying.
You don’t really remember when we were a five, we have always been a foursome, and I constantly recognise I am the luckiest woman alive for having the infinite pleasure of raising my children.
And now 14, and happily we are sat on a Greek Island celebrating together (sorry M&O).
This is a post for the legacy archives, you just won a kindness award at school, you are going through a clumsy stage (which is why no one at the hotel can find the hockey puck).
You have the temper of a dragon that can evaporate in an instant.
I love you so much my heart aches, and I hope you know that.
Happy Birthday BB – level 14 unlocked and ready to go!
