7 weeks

This time last year we spent almost seven weeks travelling around Japan. All good holidays seem to fly. The Japan trip was no exception. We could've stayed there for months it went so fast. Now we've just reached the seven week point of Georgia's journey. The last seven weeks haven't flown like a Japanese holiday but neither have they dragged. The first time Georgia smiled it was like every gorgeous sunrise rolled into one magical toothless gummy moment. My heart sang, my spirit soared and my eyes leaked like a sieve. In the week or so since that moment the smiling and grinning have become part of her. She smiles when we say hello when she wakes up. She smiles when we sing. And she smiles when her daddy dribbles any old shit when he is telling a story.

Don't get me wrong it hasn't all been wine and roses. Well, except for Valentine's Day; Michelle bought me a rose. But it has been the most rewarding time of my life so far.

This time last year we were dealing with some of life's challenges. This year we're dealing with the challenge of a new life.

The next time we go on a holiday we'll be taking her and already I know it will be the best holiday ever.