Welcome to the world Sarah Watkins

Welcome to the world little Sarah Watkins.

Welcome to the world.

And didn't you do it all just your own way??

There were mum and dad all bright eyed and bushy tailed, presenting themselves at the Sandringham horse-piddle at 7:30am, sleep still in their eyes.

But the Doc wasn't ready till 10:00.

They bunged on the gel and said "wait six hours"...

But you still didn't come.

So they bunged on a little more and said "we'll see you in the morning".

Mum and dad were settling in for a looong one.

But you were always one step ahead of us all.

Sure, you waited until Yaya (grandma) and Auntie S had been and gone to make your move, but not 15 minutes after they left (8pm), you got jiggy with it.

"Lets get this show on the road."

Your mum wasn't all that pleased - it started to hurt.
A.
Lot.

The midwives couldn't quite work out what was going on.

Induced "tightenings" or the real deal??

Mmmm...

You certainly kept them guessing.

But not for too long...

At 10:30 you made a run for it... right on midwife changeover time, just so you had four ladies in waiting instead of two.

(Mum and dad always thought you were a bittova diva!)

And by 10:42pm (10:43 by dads watch, but whose counting)...

There You Were.

A little mucky.
But beautiful none the less.

Mum was tired and a bit sore, but happy, healthy and doing fine. Ok, she may not jogging around the block at 7am, but she's one tough cookie.

And your final "I did it my way"?

Well everyone had told mum and dad what a petite little girl you were; 3.5kg was the top of the Sandy sweep.

And what were you??

Of course... 4.045kg!

Yup... just like your brother, tipping over the 4kg mark and destined never to ride a Melbourne Cup winner.

The midwifes (Helen, Jo, Sheila, Georgie, and Tamara) were all marvelous and deserved a medal.

But the most surprised of all was Li - your doc.

She was sure you weren't coming till the 18th, thus giving the family the 16/17/18/19 birthday combination.

But you wanted to do it your way.
The 17th it was going to be.

And you know what?

Dad reckons your mum is amazing.
Purely.
Simply.

One day you'll understand too.

One day you'll give her the biggest kiss you can.

And she'll deserve it.
Like all mums.
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