Today is the day after Eve's ninth birthday
When I was pregnant for the second time, I waited anxiously to feel the baby start moving.
I'd done this once. I thought I knew what to expect.
Good heavens, I thought, what on earth is this?
It felt more like roundhouse haymakers.
Firecrackers in my belly.
Jack Dempsey going three rounds with my spine.
"Look, Baby," I said,
""Whatever it is, we can discuss it,"
"Is it the turkey sandwich? Would you prefer egg salad?"
"Are we talking a marked preference for reality television over vampire dramas?"
Just a concerted effort to switch the positions of my liver and kidneys
My friends said "how does it feel?"
I said "it feels angry!"
I asked the doctor "is it all the pistachios?
Do you think I've made this baby........ NUTS?"
I looked at my strapping little boy and though
"Watch out, kiddo - this one's going to give you a run for your money."
The days turned, as they do
The baby inside came out, as ever they have.
The midwife said, "it's a girl!"
I said "WHAT??!!"
Then I though "SHE'S got some explaining to do.
I mean, really - what WAS all that?"
Now I look at her and think,
"If she only knew how wrong I was",
It's silly, really.
Because I should have known all along...
........that she was dancing.
Happy birthday, Crazy Baby.
Happy belated to you and Eve and the whole crazy fam.
Happy Birthday (belated) to Eve!