Happy Birthday Sebastian!

I don't believe it. Its been 12 months already. Sebastian is turning one today, but it feels like it was yesterday when the doctor showed him to me in the operation theatre.  I still remember his cry after his first breath of air. It was quieter than Matty's first cry, and we were all tricked into thinking he would be a gentle boy.

I still remember his little pink toes and his furry back. I remember tickling his foot when he fell asleep during feeding. I remember the coo-ing sound he used to make in the morning. I remember his soft cheek touching mine. And I remember how long he used to take to finish his milk... so long that we were all afraid to feed him.

Now he's giving us more hints as to what kind of little man he's going to be: rambunctious, playful, cheeky, but also a little bossy, and even surprisingly shy at times. Like a Pooh with a side of Tigger and a dash of Piglet too. Happy Birthday Pooh Bear Baby!