The milestone of a first birthday
I know this is probably not important to anyone but me. It’s not an enlightening story on happiness and life that you’ll expect, but it is for me. I’m am very proud to be a nana and we have just hit a milestone.
Larabella Grace Munro was born 2nd December 2013. She just turned one and what a year her first was. At only seven days old her daddy (my step-son Kris) had to go to hospital with a knee infection. It was a dramatic day with his dad and I arriving to find him curled up on the lounge in fetal position, and his usually calm wife, Elise, not quite knowing what to do. Not only was she a new mum but her husband was very ill, what a way to be initiated into parenthood.
An ambulance arrived and Elise and Bevil followed, leaving me with darling Larabella. Elise had expressed milk and luckily Larabella was already taking the bottle. Though it was a stressful time, worry about Kris and his recovery (it took the doctors a while to find a way to fight the infection) but I loved every moment with my new granddaughter.
Larabella snuggled and burped, slept and woke with a little whimper, but she was a perfect little angel for me. I felt so blessed to be holding and caring for such a treasure.
Elise planned a glamorous Tiffany and Co themed 1st Birthday party and Larabella was a little princess for a day. The party was held four days after her actual birthday, on our son Joel’s 23rd Birthday. (Joel couldn’t attend because he’s deservedly travelling through the USA with his girlfriend Zoe.) Turquoise, silver, and white balloons, paper cups with popcorn a lolly table with sipper jars to fill with goodies, fairy floss and most of all, close friends and family.
Happy Birthday our first adorable, special, unique, love-you-to-the-moon-and-back granddaughter Larabella.