18 years ago today at ten minutes past midday, my first baby, a girl, arrived, took a breath and looked at me and her dad with an expression that said “oh… were you waiting for me?
Maybe because she was late, she didn’t look like a newborn baby. Her eyes were wide open, and she wasn’t pink and wrinkly like most newborn babies are.
Today she becomes a grown up! I cannot believe how the time has flown. Why does my own childhood feel like it was so much longer than hers, and that I caused my parents so much more stress?
There should be cards for parents on their children’s 18th birthdays!! Congratulations! Your offspring survived to adulthood!! 🙂