It is just after 6.00 am here and i am already awake.

What an interesting day today is going to be. At 9.07 it will be exactly a year since BabyRah was born. I can't believe that he is already a year old. He is hard work and we are permanently tired, but that is a price well worth paying.

We had trouble conceiving, and during the course of treatments MamaRah almost died when something went terribly wrong in June 2019, She was rushed to hospital and then blue lighted across the city to another hospital in the middle of the night for an emergency procedure which saved her life.

She was allowed home on our wedding anniversary and she immediately apologised for not getting me anything - even a card.

Having her home and safe was her greatest gift and it will be hard for her to beat that one however long we might live.

Less than two years later, a year ago today, BabyRah arrived.

He is a happy little man who is growing by the day and much loved and cherished and as I write and think about him emotion threatens to overwhelm me.

The journey (so far) has been long, and fraught with peril -especially for MamaRah but in the end we have our beautiful perfect little BabyRah

We have our moments and our frustrations, as does he, but we wouldn't change him for the world

Marrying MamaRah made us both whole and having BabyRah has made us complete.