Happy first birthday

I can’t believe it was a year ago today that I gave birth to B. He has changed so much in the past year and I think it has been quite an achievement for all of us to have got this far. He can now walk, although he still prefers to crawl as he gets around faster on all fours. He doesn’t talk much, at least not understandable words, although I swear he said “More” today when he finished the piece of bread I gave him. He has become a happy, confident, affectionate boy who loves to laugh and to smother me with hugs and kisses. I am so proud of him and I am proud of myself for breastfeeding him for a whole year. I hope I will still be breastfeeding him on his next birthday. Knowing that he loves bananas I made him a banana cake and it went down very well with the whole family including T who is not usually a cake lover. I think I’ll use the same recipe for T’s birthday cake next month.

Happy first birthday to my darling baby boy.

A Bad Word Beginning with F

T came home from school the other day and announced, "Mummy, I know a bad word beginning with F."
Oh well, I thought, I suppose it was inevitable, especially living in an area of social deprivation. We don't swear at home, at least not in English, but I guess it's only a matter of time before he hears swear words from other people.
"Do you want to know what it is?" he continued, "Fat tomato face!"