THREE

Wow. Three years. The baby-turned-toddler who never sleeps turns three today.

But shhhh... she's sleeping right now, which is such a rarity, coz usually I would fall asleep before she does, and I have no idea when she finally drifts off. Let's just say she puts me to sleep first, even patting and shushing me at one time.

Having the chance to hold her while she's sleeping is also rare. Making all my sleepless nights before this and this post nothing short of a trivial matter now.

Indeed, after the 3rd year, I still do think the best thing in life is holding a sleeping baby in my arms.

I'll write a better birthday entry when I'm not feeling so sleepy myself. But for now, Happy Birthday kiddo.