The eve of three

So A turns three tomorrow.

I must have blinked because somehow the seven celled embryo I viewed with awe on the TV screen prior to transfer almost four years ago has become a strong willed, clever and confident little girl in little more than an instant. And it's happening all over again. Before I know it E will be a toddler.

No time to ruminate and get all misty eyed just now....

Be back later internets, have birthday presents to wrap, cakes to bake and a party to prepare. And a frantic clean up to complete as my MIL arrives this evening.