E is Seven



As I write it, I can barely believe that my teeny little baby who arrived 3 weeks early, is 7. Seven whole years of E. Seven years of absolutely adoring her, even when she drives me scatty.  

At seven:

  • She wants to be an artist when she grows up.  Or work in the office with Mummy and Daddy.  She's also spoken of wanting to be a vet or a nurse but with her current dislike of blood when she hurts herself, I'm not entirely sure how that would work.
  • She loves her curly hair and hates it when it gets brushed straight (oh I hope this is always the case!).
  • She is often found with a notebook and pencil in hand, writing or drawing.  
  • She loves to watch Operation Ouch and will spout random medical facts to me when I least expect it. She will tell me when I should look away from the squeamish parts, whilst staying glued to them herself.  
  • She also enjoys The Simpsons, Alvin and The Chipmunks (or Chickmunks as her and T call it!) and the Despicable Me films.  
  • She will get up and dance as soon as any music comes on to the TV or radio.
  • She enjoys her football and dance classes.
  • She likes playing with Barbie, lego and her LOL dolls but also likes to be creating and making things.
  • She often wants to sit and cuddle me on the sofa.  
  • She loves being in the garden, especially if she can jump in the paddling pool.
  • She is still a fairly fussy eater but is slowly (very, very slowly!) getting better at trying different foods.
  • She very rarely has her bedding over her at night, preferring a thin sheet covering her or nothing at all.  
  • Her teacher tells me she is a popular little girl who does like a little bit of a gossip at times. She's where she should be with her school work and is particularly thriving in reading and writing.  
  • She loves her little sister and despite frequently complaining about how annoying she is, will often go in T's bedroom first thing in the morning to play with her. 
  • She still loves to climb into bed in the morning for a cuddle.
  • She goes through spells of carrying goatie around with her. Goatie is the soft toy she has had from birth.  


It was a complete shock to me when I discovered I was pregnant. I remember feeling somewhat shell shocked for a time. It was a whole new world that I wasn't entirely sure I deserved or understood and at times, it still feels that way.  I often feel that I am doing things wrong and wonder if I do enough for and with them. Am I doing enough to pave the way for the future, will they feel able to confide in me as they grow up? Am I too distracted, too impatient? Am I enough for them?  All I know is that I will do everything in my power to do the best I possibly can by both of them.  

Happy birthday my darling girl.  We all love you so much.

3 comments

  1. Lovely post. And love that dedication to the beloved soft toy....

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  2. Happy birthday ... E! #TwinklyTuesday

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  3. Happy birthday to E!
    And enjoy the celebration and that feeling of awe. I don't think it ever goes away no matter how old they get.

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