Nine months really is a magical mark.
You hold your breath and let the moment pass when your baby has been outside of your flesh longer than she was inside.
At home, we celebrated the day with an inpromtu cake. In my head, I celebrated with lists of love.
Whenever anyone asks about Clare, I dub her the "Worlds Happiest Baby"! That IS her titile and I will fight you for it.
She laughs with her eyes, she smiles with her heart, she hugs with her whole body.