My beautiful boy, my first love, my first son. Noah, you are nine. I should count myself amongst the luckiest on this planet that I've got to experience nine whole years of you, you light up a room, you're hard working, determined, thoughtful and kind hearted. The past year has been a mixed one for you, a bit of a rollercoaster, so many highs but some scary lows too, I'm glad we're ending it in a really good place for you. Of course, you being you, nothing has ever really tipped you and you've remained your cool, calm and composed self as always, leaving me in awe of you once more. Ever since the moment you appeared earth side, everyone said you looked like a mini me, but this year I really do see it, my little twin!