Yesterday my little girl turned two. I can barely believe that two years have passed. Where does the time go?
After getting my birthday girl and her sister fed and watered, we settled down to the very important job of opening presents and cards. My little girl was very excited that she had so many cards to open and studied each one in great detail. Isn't it lovely how children can be so satisfied with a simple card and envelope that they can open by themselves, something to keep. If only we could all hold on to that appreciation and remember it when we are adults.
My birthday girl also had some small presents to open before we all got ready to go out in the car. A car ride or walk is just as good a present to her, as anything you'd ever be able to wrap up.
Our car journey took us to visit my Nanny in the home she now lives in. It's a home specifically designed for the blind. Although my Nanny's sight is very good for someone of her age (she's 88 next week), my uncle who lived with her, is blind. It was arranged that they could go to live in this specific home so that they would still be together. They each have there own rooms but get to eat together at meal times and spend time together in the day room.
We met my Mum (Grandma) and Dad (Grandad) at the home, to my daughter's delight.
It was lovely to see my Nanny as i hadn't seen her for a very long time, it's probably been two or three years which is really bad of me i know.
One of my Aunty's was visiting as well. It was lovely to see her too and catch up on lost time.
I introduce my Nanny to my little girls, which seemed to stir up memories for her. She is a mother of seven, including one set of twins!
She told us of the times she would visit her mother on the bus with the twins. "I used to have my bag in one hand and a baby in each arm. I'd have to pass one baby to the bus driver while i got my money out of my bag to pay him, then he'd passed the baby back to me so i could go and sit down. I'd have four buses to catch you know, two on the way there and two on the way home." She's amazing, i have no idea how she managed to cope with seven children.
After visiting my Nanny we went on to visit another Aunty and Uncle. We stayed with them for a little while to catch up on the family gossip before heading back home.
We arrived home to be greeted by my husband with an annoyed look on his face. "I don't like the sound the hoover is making", he said. Bless him, he'd been tidying up while we'd been away and had been doing some hoovering. At the moment the hoover makes a strange popping sound which makes it sound like it could go bang at any moment.
He walk passed us, hoover in hand, heading towards the old grain store which is now a work shed come storage room. We went inside and phoned my Mother in law (Granny) and sister in law, niece and baby nephew to let them know that we were back from our travels so that they could come and visit the birthday girl.
They arrived shortly after the phone call with presents and birthday cake in hand. The reason they arrived so quickly is because they literally live at the top of the garden.
We all sat down and watched the delighted look on the birthday girl's face as she open more cards and presents. Daddy then came back in with black hands and told me he thought the hoover may have had it. Never mind, something to sort out on a different day.
I lit the candles on the cake and we all sang Happy Birthday, then watched my little girl blow the candles out, kindly helped by her cousin.
We all had a slice of cake and cup of tea and watched the older children playing with the new toys, while the babies sat and chatted to each other in their own special language.
That evening in the bath my birthday girl talked about her day, going through each new face that she had seen and each new present she had received.
I then snuggled both my girls up in their beds and kissed them good night. It wasn't long before they were both asleep and dreaming of presents, cards, cake and car journey's.
That night i lay in bed, amazed at how fate leads us to our destiny. Three and a half years ago i was in a very different place. Lonely and wondering if i'd ever get the chance to have a family. I never dreamed that i'd be here with my wonderful husband by my side and two beautiful girls. A family to call my very own.
After getting my birthday girl and her sister fed and watered, we settled down to the very important job of opening presents and cards. My little girl was very excited that she had so many cards to open and studied each one in great detail. Isn't it lovely how children can be so satisfied with a simple card and envelope that they can open by themselves, something to keep. If only we could all hold on to that appreciation and remember it when we are adults.
My birthday girl also had some small presents to open before we all got ready to go out in the car. A car ride or walk is just as good a present to her, as anything you'd ever be able to wrap up.
Our car journey took us to visit my Nanny in the home she now lives in. It's a home specifically designed for the blind. Although my Nanny's sight is very good for someone of her age (she's 88 next week), my uncle who lived with her, is blind. It was arranged that they could go to live in this specific home so that they would still be together. They each have there own rooms but get to eat together at meal times and spend time together in the day room.
We met my Mum (Grandma) and Dad (Grandad) at the home, to my daughter's delight.
It was lovely to see my Nanny as i hadn't seen her for a very long time, it's probably been two or three years which is really bad of me i know.
One of my Aunty's was visiting as well. It was lovely to see her too and catch up on lost time.
I introduce my Nanny to my little girls, which seemed to stir up memories for her. She is a mother of seven, including one set of twins!
She told us of the times she would visit her mother on the bus with the twins. "I used to have my bag in one hand and a baby in each arm. I'd have to pass one baby to the bus driver while i got my money out of my bag to pay him, then he'd passed the baby back to me so i could go and sit down. I'd have four buses to catch you know, two on the way there and two on the way home." She's amazing, i have no idea how she managed to cope with seven children.
After visiting my Nanny we went on to visit another Aunty and Uncle. We stayed with them for a little while to catch up on the family gossip before heading back home.
We arrived home to be greeted by my husband with an annoyed look on his face. "I don't like the sound the hoover is making", he said. Bless him, he'd been tidying up while we'd been away and had been doing some hoovering. At the moment the hoover makes a strange popping sound which makes it sound like it could go bang at any moment.
He walk passed us, hoover in hand, heading towards the old grain store which is now a work shed come storage room. We went inside and phoned my Mother in law (Granny) and sister in law, niece and baby nephew to let them know that we were back from our travels so that they could come and visit the birthday girl.
They arrived shortly after the phone call with presents and birthday cake in hand. The reason they arrived so quickly is because they literally live at the top of the garden.
We all sat down and watched the delighted look on the birthday girl's face as she open more cards and presents. Daddy then came back in with black hands and told me he thought the hoover may have had it. Never mind, something to sort out on a different day.
I lit the candles on the cake and we all sang Happy Birthday, then watched my little girl blow the candles out, kindly helped by her cousin.
We all had a slice of cake and cup of tea and watched the older children playing with the new toys, while the babies sat and chatted to each other in their own special language.
That evening in the bath my birthday girl talked about her day, going through each new face that she had seen and each new present she had received.
I then snuggled both my girls up in their beds and kissed them good night. It wasn't long before they were both asleep and dreaming of presents, cards, cake and car journey's.
That night i lay in bed, amazed at how fate leads us to our destiny. Three and a half years ago i was in a very different place. Lonely and wondering if i'd ever get the chance to have a family. I never dreamed that i'd be here with my wonderful husband by my side and two beautiful girls. A family to call my very own.
5 comments:
Aww! Happy Birthday! Enjoy your little daughters because they grow up SO incredibly fast. Mine just turned 26 last month and I don't know where in the world the time went. There's no rewind button, so enjoy every minute!
What a charming recollection of a special day! Wish your daughter a happy birthday from a lady in the states and her big, white dog!
A lovely family unit with memories growing fast. A very happy birthday to your beautiful daughter and may she have a wonderful year ahead.
CJ xx
What a wonderful day you had! I am glad you shared it with us! Thank you for visiting my blog, I hope you come back!
So touching.
A very happy birthday. :)
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