On the 29th Kien turned 3.
This Saturday 29th was also significant - we took Cariere out for the first time. It was also my first sailing experience, ever!
Passing Musik Point on our way out from Half Moon Bay.
We headed out without really having a destination in mind.
Going around Browns Island
Jef suggested anchoring at Motutapu Island since we were almost there, but then I decided to go to Motuihe Island instead. It was us and a zillion other boaties.
It is official - Kien gets sea sick. He tells us he doesn't feel well, and then we'd better have something handy to "catch". But afterwards he is in good spirits, so that's a relief.
It was such a wonderfully warm day, so I had to go overboard.
Fabulous swim at Waihaorangatahi Bay
I love sailing. It feels like such an adventure!
On our way back the wind picked up, and the boat was leaning over quite substantially. Kien was in the cabin fussing over his milk, and after multiple failed promises of "Baby, I'll be there real soon, just hold on a bit", all was quiet.
Thank goodness! We needed him to stay below deck and it was a good thing he was so exhausted from the salt air and adventure.
That night we sang him a little tune.
Then we did it again, and again, and again.
I put him to bed that night and told him how much I loved him, and how this time three years ago he changed me forever. I told him about being at Birthcare and him lying next to me, and how different it was to have him outside of me instead of inside. I remember it vividly, and I felt so privileged to have him in my arms. I still do. My baby, my little boy, how much I love you! Welcome to your fourth year.
