Its funny how quickly time flies with these little people. I was struck today, as my eldest scooted away from me at speed today, how grown up he is getting. I felt a little choked as I suddenly felt like I couldn’t even remember him as a baby. So much has happened in the past 6 years with us going from 2 – 6 people in the household that it has been a bit of a whirlwind of tiredness and learning that has just made the time go so very fast. It is odd as it seems that my 30s just disappeared under a pile of dirty nappies, but of course I wouldn’t change it… Time flies and things change… Sometimes its tough not to hanker after that simpler time when the world was our navigating baby oyster. I can still remember how amazing that first year with our little boy was and how very happy I felt. I just loved being his mummy and most of the time I still do – except when he is overtired and emotional and screaming blue murder. The transformation as this time flies is nothing short of extraordinary as they go from being entirely dependant on you and seeing you as their whole world to having a little life of their very own outside of the family with friend relationships and interactions with adults at school that, in some cases, you never even meet. However, as I feel a little sad at the loss of that time I also realise that he still needs me and will for a long time to come so time flies and its different. Our relationship as mother and son will no doubt continue to change and develop sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse, but at least, for now, he still loves a jolly good cuddle with mama and I am still who he runs to when he is hurt or in need of help. Not sure why I am feeling so reflective this evening, but I’m going to squeeze him a little tighter this evening and make sure he knows how much he is loved. Well… at least until I start the torture that is reading his school books with him!!!
