So I thought that it was High Time that I smugly congratulated myself by showing you Some V. Precious Moments in a Mother's Life.
Can you believe the Monumental Afro that My Best Friend Marge is wearing as she accompanies Me & As Yet Unborn Maeflower on that long journey down the Birth Canal which she didn't end up taking because she was an Emergency Caesarian?
It looks like a wig. But it wasn't. It was a perm. Do you remember them? They always looked puky.
At the v. last moment we finally decided to swot up on having an Active Birth. In fact, Marge was still reading the book aloud in the car on the way to the hospital.
Fat lot of good it did us too.
My wonderful poodle Peggy was never one to be Left Out of Anything, so of course she had to lie right in the middle of all the action. Unfortunately, she didn't accompany us to the hospital which was a shame because she would have cheered us all up immensely.
This is what she looked like when she finally appeared. The red hair was a wonderful surprise. Who would have thought? Oooo....the Power & Magic of Genes!
Sadly, in this photo, Maeflower looks a little like one of those Poor Little Romanian Orphans from the Eighties or whenever it was. She was only two weeks old. And I hadn't learned to be a Proper Mother yet. But I did finally get the hang of it. Look at her delicate little expressive hands.
We're at Disneyland. I had dreamt for decades about getting on Dumbo. And also the Tea Cups.
With Mae at my side, everything is an Adventure.
And here we are last year doing something that we've been doing together since the day I brought her home from the hospital.