Nine months - What did the title make you think of?  I think most of us would have thought of pregnancy. Bring that thought closer to you. Nine months - The time we spent (generally) living in our mother's womb; the start of our lives. We don’t hold any memories of those nine months. But someone else does. Of all the times we kicked her, or did a mini somersault, or when we caused the random middle-of-the-night crave for roti prata (side note: thanks Dad for the 24/7 food delivery service). As our foetal bodies slowly developed, our mothers bore the brunt of our growth.  She put on weight, endured bouts of morning sickness, and bore the endless aches and pains.  Even when those nine months were over, we never stopped causing trouble. We cried late into the wee hours of the night. When we discovered our motor skills, we used…