She was born on a Tuesday at about half past one in the afternoon. The first thing she did as she was handed to FR in a cute little bundle, was to reach up, pull off his glasses and fling them across the room. She had no name until late that evening, when I called home and said to FR, what about Romy? We had to call her something and nothing else seemed right. She could be nothing else now and I love her and her name.
It was one of the very happiest days of my life and gave me my most treasured memory - the moment when Mateo and Ruy came running into the hospital ward to see me and their new sister. It was so joyful it brought tears to everyone's eyes and still does to mine now.
So this weekend, all weekend, we're celebrating the occasion of Romy's ninth birthday.
Starting on Friday evening, she had a small party for some of her school friends at one of the local 'party' centres.
Must be so nice to have a big brother.
For once he looks pleased to have a little sister too!
Games, sandwiches, cake and supervision for two hours.
A good time was had by all.
On Saturday, we went out into town for two birthday gifts - one that was going to be a little uncomfortable, however much desired - pierced ears! So we did that one first and Marguerita at the chemist was lovely and did a quick and relatively painless puncture of each ear.
Then we met Mateo and Ruy at the pet shop. About three months ago, our little hamster, Muffin - a birthday present from 2 years ago - went missing. It may have been a door left open or it could have been the night we were visited by a stray cat. He never came back, despite us leaving food around and the door of his cage permanently open.
In the shop, there were a couple of lovely hamsters of normal size, but when we saw these dwarf ones, well, we had to have two! They don't get any bigger and were just too cute.
This morning, the actual birthday, Ruy and Ruy were preparing a racecourse for them but they kept escaping and causing no end of panic as we rushed to capture them before they disappeared under one of the sofas.
She got some lovely presents and was very happy.
And here is cake number two, resplendent with nine candles.
"Don't blow out my candles..."
Making a wish.....
|My candle-lit daughter. Happy Birthday Romy!|