The Happiest of Mothers Days...

We first met in a brightly lit room, we were surrounded by busy people. Some of them were wearing gumboots! Some of them had funny masks on their faces. The theme from Mark Knofflers, Local Hero, was playing. I could feel you even before I saw your face. I held on tightly to your Dad's hand and I held my breath as that final tug bought you out into the warm air of this big world. I held my breath again as they lifted you over the curtain and down to my arms.

You blinked twice, looked at me and looked at your Dad and then nestled onto my chest.

You were supposed to be the one crying. You weren't. You were safe in the arms of your parents as we cried and said hello, over and over again.

You were perfect little Hedgehog. Always have been and no doubt, always will be.

On this very first Mothers Day of mine, thank you.

Just hours old - perfection personified

Now - almost 11 months on and I still haven't broken him (or sold him on ebay - must be doing something right!)