The entertainer

When Frog looked like this, I remember gazing down at her wondering what type of person she would become.

After a night of pretty constant feeding on the ward and a morning of even more constant screaming, the midwives joked she was going to be a feisty little girl, who’d let the world know what she wanted.

And that’s exactly what she’s become.

Loud, cheeky, often naughty, a massive show-off, bossy and scared of the most random things (lawn-mowers, drills and – occasionally – hoovers) my daughter has also developed into a bit of an entertainer.

Looking at her now, I can’t believe that just a few months ago she couldn’t even stand up on her own.

Diva child.