You say you've got a terrible mother...

I missed Sophie's first birthday update/letter. I was going to a grand one for her 13 month birthday but here it is, almost 11 pm on the 10th of September, she is 13 months and almost 12 hours old and what have I done?

Nothing. Feck all. Not a picture posted, there is no list of all the things she is doing, there is no record of how suddenly the whole house went quiet and then I found her drinking toilet water, no mention of her 6 teeth or her screaming everywhere she goes just to let us know she has left or entered a room. No writing about her shoe obsession and her funky new purple hightops. Or her love of books and giving hugs.

No there's none of that here, because I happen to be a shitty, crappy mother.

Oh, and my dad's here, which just takes all the fun out of sitting at the computer all by my lonesome.

But he gave me money so I can live with it.

And anyway, Sophie will never know.

Since you'll all be reading this on Tuesday go wish a happy birthday to the fantastically funny Catwoman, a girl who makes me smile everytime I read her. And sometimes? I even have a depends moment. Although she does somehow work it out so that she beats me at that scrabble game on facebook.