Seven

Well, after weeks of counting down Darling Girl's birthday finally arrived. Seven at last. Apart from having to go to Breakfast Club, I think she had a lovely day - thoroughly spoiled by all the family.

Where did that tiny poorly baby go?

It is such a mixed day for us. It brings us no happy memories. Hub said, he wished he could go back in time seven years to tell our frightened selves that everything would turn out alright.

Looking at her now, you would never know...