RecipeMuncher

All this week my mind has been in the far distant past, thinking about a week when it was hot and humid in Sydney, and I was waiting for the arrival of my first child. I can remember feeling so full of baby I could hardly move, or sleep or walk or even get myself a glass of water. I was probably a bit nervous about the impending birth and parenthood, but I wasn’t scared. I was convinced it would all work out, which it did, eventually. And now, today, she turns 13. Some moments stick with y (...)