Ten years ago I pored over her moses basket, checking her breathing and hardly believing she was ours. And here to stay.
I did the same ten years later, watching over her and stroking her poorly forehead as she finally found sleep after a violent episode of vomiting - on her 10th birthday - how completely unfair.
I wonder where the next ten years will take her?
Happy birthday big girl, double figures forever. I love you very much, get better soon and we will celebrate all over again at the weekend.