So yesterday Sofia Josephine Novitzkas turned 7. We went ice-skating to celebrate and I had a little moment when I was holding her hand remembering being in labour with her 7 years before on the very day. Her labour was very intense and incredibly painful. By far the worse one of my 3 kids. I was so determined to give birth in water that I refused the epidural. By the time I asked for it they could only do the spinal block and it was too late. Stupid me, I should know contractions from an induction are very painful and the shoowow-candle-incense birth was probably not on the cards.
I kept on picturing him, my little Zak Gary Novitzkas, wearing his Bob-the-Builder swimming cozzie on the beach. Just before 5, Zack is born and I lift him up feeling exhausted and triumphant only to see a cookie. A cookie? A girlie? A sister for Becks? What an incredible moment and seven years on, here we are skating together and enjoying her day.
We did the tea, prayers and prezzies in the bed thing. Breakfast was anything of her choice and she chose Strawberry Pops that they may not normally have but she remembered from sleeping at Grandpa's house. Then off skating where we met her BF and my BF as well as Mimi and Auntie T with the cousins. Auntie T unfortunately didn't skate. We used to go often when we were growing up and we LOVED it. Then the games place for a few rides and supper that night at The Spur with her other school BF. She loved her special day and also had a good party last week so that's 2 down and 1 to go. (Daniel's birthday this Sunday!)
This is a quick happy birthday note for you. Seven is not a baby of course, but for Daddy and I, you will also be our smallest little snuggle bunny. You still give the best hugs and kisses.
I am glad you loved your party and your birthday yesterday. Mom is happy when you are happy. Its those dimples that make people want to squeeze your cheeks! I love everything about you and feel lucky that God chose me to be your mommy. You are half way through grade 1 and you can even read lots of words. One day you will read like Rebeka and then you can read all The Rainbow Magic books. I know grade 1 has been hard and some mornings you feel scared or sad. I am just so proud of you how you have settled in and you don't even cry even when Mrs Hutton shouts. She is also proud of you.
We all love you. Mimi and Pops, Grandpa and Auntie Hazel, Daniel and Becks and Zara and Lucy and The Farrer's and Auntie Tertia and Uncle Marco and all your cousins and Auntie Nina and Uncle Paul and Uncle Paulie and Mrs Hutton and all your friends. Love you Fifi! Oops, sorry, I forgot I can't call you Fifi. Love you Sofie!