I was thinking today when the last time was that I was happy. It was the 7th of February 2009. It was a horrible day, hottest ever in Melbourne 47°C. I was pregnant, uncomfortable and blissfully unaware of what the next day would bring. Other than the heatwave it was a normal Saturday, we took Rory to gymnastics in the morning, met my sister at the
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