Today, Monkey turned 15. I can’t believe it. I made her a special breakfast for her birthday.
I can’t believe she’s grown up so much. I remember being young and terrified of being pregnant. I remember Love knowing before I did that we were going to be parents. I remember holding her the first time and just feeling such intense love. My sweet little baby with the droopy left eye (because she couldn’t be bothered to open both eyes when she was first born) is growing into this wonderful and amazing person. I don’t know how I got so lucky to have such a gorgeous first little monkey.
We took Monkey to her favorite place for dinner (Pizza Hut) and got her a new backpack for her birthday (she was still using the backpack I had gotten for them to use on the place to come here). She chose her cake (a layer cake with fruit in it. It may or may not have durian in it). We were able to sing happy birthday to her with my parents on video chat.
I am intensely proud of my daughter and how well she has adjusted to Hong Kong. She is happy here. She talks about staying to complete the program here. I don’t know if that’s in the cards yet, but I am happy to know one of them is happy. =]