Only when it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

Dear 10 month old Amelia, Let's be honest, month number 10 in your life was definitely the hardest. I started working again this month, two days a week and I'm pretty sure you don't like that. The day before you turned 9 months old, you got your first cold and we stayed up all night, you and I, fighting the fever, the vomiting and the cough with lots of cuddles. In the morning, I had thought, well we survived that, should be uphill from here. Then a few days later you came home again from childcare with double conjunctivitis, and you continued to smile through the cough, runny nose and goey eyes. We had a rough few days but finally you started to feel better. Once again we went to bed counting our blessings only to have you wake us up with a very high fever, you vomited up your breakfast (let's face it I'm so used to being covered in vomit now, we just keep moving about our day) and I thought, well here we go again...and we did...for 10 days straight which include...