It's my babies first birthday. A year ago today Ellie Trueman Carter
was born. I smile when I open my eyes thinking of my sweet little girl
lying sleeping in the room next door. She started walking last week. She
is so cute, toddling all over. It's hard keeping up with her.
I walk into her room and there she is sitting up in her cot with the biggest smile I have ever seen. She always smiles when she sees me, the same way that I smile when I see her. She really does light up my life. "Happy Birthday Baby Girl." I say as I lift her from her cot snuggling her close to me. She fusses and tries to push me away desperate to be put down. I oblige and down she goes, toddling across to the little table that sits in the corner of her room.
On the table sit a few photographs. People who mean something in her life all have a photo on this table. I like her to know everyone loves her. When she raches the table she stretches to the picture of John. "Dada."
She spoke! My baby said her first word. I am in shock. She knows who he is. I rush across to her and scoop her up into my arms. "Yes baby that's daddy." I give her a kiss before she starts fussing again.
Downstairs the staff have really gone to great lengths to make this a special and happy day. I am so grateful to them. John left the mansion to me and Ellie in his will and it took me a long tme to realise that this was where I wanted to be. It was so him. He was everywhere in this house and this was where I wanted Ellie to grow up. The staff had stayed with us, Amanda was great with Ellie and had been looking afetr her since I had returned to work.
Work was going great and I still loved it as much as I did before Ellie was on the scene. Everyone had been fantastic since John died. They knew how much I loved him and how much he loved me but I couldn't forget how much they loved him. Susan had been exceptional. She really is a true friend to me. We would sit some nights telling silly stories about John, or just reminiscing. Sometimes those nights would leave me in tears but over the year I am learning to cope better.
Around two pm the doorbell rang. Ellie took her toddling steps to the door while I followed. Opening the door, Susan stood on the other side her arms ladened with gifts. "Hi Susan." I said taking some of the parcels from her.
"Hi, where's the birthday girl." She said crouching down to Ellie's level. Ellie toddled over to her and gave her auntie Susan a big cuddle. "She's walking!"
"Yeah and that's not all." I motioned for her to bring Ellie with her into the living room. "Ellie tell auntie Susan who that is?" I said holding up the picture of John.
"Dada." Ellie said proudly. I could see the tears spring into Susan's eyes. She smiled at em and then at Ellie before giving her a huge kiss.
"She said it this morning. Susan, all those stories I tell her, she must know who he is." I can't help but smile. I miss him so much but Ellie really does help. She is the best thing in my life even though I paid the highest price for her.
AUTHOR'S Notes:- Hope you liked this, please read and review. I really enjoy reading what you think of my stories.
I walk into her room and there she is sitting up in her cot with the biggest smile I have ever seen. She always smiles when she sees me, the same way that I smile when I see her. She really does light up my life. "Happy Birthday Baby Girl." I say as I lift her from her cot snuggling her close to me. She fusses and tries to push me away desperate to be put down. I oblige and down she goes, toddling across to the little table that sits in the corner of her room.
On the table sit a few photographs. People who mean something in her life all have a photo on this table. I like her to know everyone loves her. When she raches the table she stretches to the picture of John. "Dada."
She spoke! My baby said her first word. I am in shock. She knows who he is. I rush across to her and scoop her up into my arms. "Yes baby that's daddy." I give her a kiss before she starts fussing again.
Downstairs the staff have really gone to great lengths to make this a special and happy day. I am so grateful to them. John left the mansion to me and Ellie in his will and it took me a long tme to realise that this was where I wanted to be. It was so him. He was everywhere in this house and this was where I wanted Ellie to grow up. The staff had stayed with us, Amanda was great with Ellie and had been looking afetr her since I had returned to work.
Work was going great and I still loved it as much as I did before Ellie was on the scene. Everyone had been fantastic since John died. They knew how much I loved him and how much he loved me but I couldn't forget how much they loved him. Susan had been exceptional. She really is a true friend to me. We would sit some nights telling silly stories about John, or just reminiscing. Sometimes those nights would leave me in tears but over the year I am learning to cope better.
Around two pm the doorbell rang. Ellie took her toddling steps to the door while I followed. Opening the door, Susan stood on the other side her arms ladened with gifts. "Hi Susan." I said taking some of the parcels from her.
"Hi, where's the birthday girl." She said crouching down to Ellie's level. Ellie toddled over to her and gave her auntie Susan a big cuddle. "She's walking!"
"Yeah and that's not all." I motioned for her to bring Ellie with her into the living room. "Ellie tell auntie Susan who that is?" I said holding up the picture of John.
"Dada." Ellie said proudly. I could see the tears spring into Susan's eyes. She smiled at em and then at Ellie before giving her a huge kiss.
"She said it this morning. Susan, all those stories I tell her, she must know who he is." I can't help but smile. I miss him so much but Ellie really does help. She is the best thing in my life even though I paid the highest price for her.
AUTHOR'S Notes:- Hope you liked this, please read and review. I really enjoy reading what you think of my stories.