Proud Parents of a 2 year old

Yesterday was Lily’s 2nd Birthday. We had a full day planned and so we headed out the door around 9.30 (after her highness had received all her birthday phone calls).

We woke RR with a rousing performance of Happy Birthday then we practised the “How old are you today” routine. Which I proudly add she has down pat. Had breakfast and headed for the zoo.

I was thinking of what a wonderful day it was to have this beautiful, amazing two year old in my life when it hit me… Wow it hit me like a brick. Somewhere in China there was grief for our little girl. I did not know the details but whatever they were someone in China was thinking of Lily with sadness. Whether it was her biological father or mother, or even her grandmother who knows. We don’t know if RR’s mum died in childbirth or if she is living but the thought of anyone in China grieving the loss of our daughter was acutely painful. If I love and cherish her I can’t imagine what it would have been like thinking about her yesterday, wondering where she was or if she was safe.

The feelings I had made me want to put an ad in the paper to let her family know she is loved and safe.

She had a lovely day at the zoo with her Dad (took the day off work to be with his girls) and then we went to China Town for lunch where RR was treated to a birthday cupcake, candle and more singing of Happy Birthday. RR sings along when it is sung but it comes out like Happee Burpdee ooh yew. Oh so cute!

       

   

RR’s actual partay is this Saturday and should be lots of fun.

I will keep you posted on whether I pull off the ‘Curious George’ birthday cake or not….

I mean seriously what was I thinking?……….

Little bird venturing from the nest

Well today was a really hard day for me. It was RR’s first day at Daycare. She was there from 10am until 4pm and it felt like an eternity. I have always been so completely anti daycare so to turn around and actually enrol her was really difficult for me.

I don’t go back to work until Feb but am sending RR one day a week until then just to get her familiar with the routine.

This morning we packed her little bag and off we went for her first day.

She was fine and quickly ran out to play with the other kids. I however was a wreck! Had myself a big cry and asked myself for the 1000th time if I was doing the right thing.

Went with Dad to collect her and we stood in the playground for over 5 minutes. She did not even realise we were there. She was busy climbing and sliding on the play-gym. In the end I yelled out “Lily” she saw us and came running.

Toddlers are so cute when they run and Lily is no exception. It was a lovely feeling to wrap her in a hug. She was in a good mood and very chatty. So it appears the first day out of the nest for this little birdy was a success.