The early days

While trying to find my first profile picture on Facebook after being nominated to do so (I'm not sure if I'm supposed to give to charity or something? Is it like the ice bucket challenge where everyone does it but no one gives any money?) I scrolled through all of the pictures I have ever posted. 

The majority of course are of Scarlett and I had a lovely trip down memory lane and found some diamond pictures to show to her boyfriend later in life, like this....

And this...

Everyone thinks they had a beautiful baby, but I've looked at some of the photos and thought 'that is a face only a mother could love' and 'I never realised how big her head was!' 

I found pictures of her first few moments in this world...

And her first Christmas...

(In that photo is my first glass of wine I had after having her. Scarlett looks like she has had some, I swear she hasn't!) 

I remembered the long days of being a mother to a baby and can't believe how horrific I looked. 

I think I was actually asleep in that photo. 

I remembered the random moments we shared...

And the precious times of when it was just me and my baby...

I found the photo in which Scarlett first discovered cake, though I don't know why she looks angry at it...

Actually I do, I am angry at cake for being so naughty but oh so nice. 

I went through literally hundreds of photos and I can remember by the photo, what I was doing around that time in my life. 

Our parents had photo albums but today we have Facebook albums of our special times which we barely look at. 

So the next time I feel sad or hate the world, I won't pick up a bottle of wine, I will look at all of my Facebook pictures and remember the happy times and appreciate what I have got. (More than likely with a glass of wine...) 

Oh and just in case you are interested, this was my first profile picture...

Yes, there is wine.