I think the few people that follow my blog also know who my daughter is and as her writing is much more prolific and entertaining than mine I don't really need to tell you very much about her.
She arrived 4 weeks premature and was a delightful little bundle that weighed 5lb 8ozs (don't ask me what that is kilograms) with very little hair and no eyelashed or eyebrows.
I loved that baby before she was born, especially as there was a risk that I may lose her during my pregnancy; I loved her so much when she was born and I still love her very, very much but I'm not sure I tell her so often enough.
She was a child with a lot of confidence and was popular with her teachers and the other children, particularly at primary school. She has done well in her working life and certainly has done more than I ever achieved but then I am not the artistic type. I think that talent was inherited from her dad as he was quite artistic so something good did come from that first marriage of mine after all.
I often feel sad when I think of her as she has health issues that I can do nothing about except be there for her as much as I possibly can and if she does need advice I will try to give it to her without appearing to tell her what she should do. We are all different in the way we handle issues in our lives....she is she and I am me and although we are alike in many ways we are still two different people.
I am always grateful to her for the 4 grandchildren she presented me with and love all of them in different ways as they too are very different from each other.
All in all I am proud of my daughter, the man she married and of my grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
There's not a lot more I can say about this girl of mine except that I love her and care so much for her.