5.16am on a wintry Wednesday morning she pushed her way out into the world, six years ago today.
Abigail: Father's Joy
Grace: God's Favour
My dreamed-of daughter. My own personal air-raid siren. My fashion conscience. Owner of sweet velvet cheeks and a raucous laugh. Possessor of incredible upper body strength and uncanny insight.
You know I love you more than chocolate, more than air, more than the sky.
I love your creativity, your compassion.
I love your sense of adventure and the way you persevere when the going gets tough.
I love watching girly movies and 60-Minute Makeover with you snuggled up close.
I love your goodnight kisses and the way your eyes light up at the thought of fun.
I love our little word signals: "Shall we skip??"
Nobody knows what that means except me. And you.
I love to fall about laughing with you.
I don't mind that I have to bake and cook and shop gluten free for you.
I'm proud of your bravery. Proud that you didn't flinch when you had to get your blood test. Proud that you take your medicine without a fight.
Proud of your resilience and your uncomplaining good grace about your new diet. How when the others got a muffin and you got... fruit salad... you said, "YUM!"
I love that you love sushi and carrot and mussels.
I'm sorry that gluten free bread tastes disgusting.
I promise to hunt down a recipe for something better.
You, daughter, you are a blessing. A loud crazy wild blessing, but a blessing just the same.
And I am so glad that out of all the little girls in the whole wide world... I got the very best one.
Happy Sixth Birthday Abby.
Love from Mummy
July 28 2010
(Miss Fab's Birth Story HERE)