Well that is what life is all about isn't it? Moments passing?
Today I am reflecting my little boys 5th birthday. He is at the moment at school, hopefully having a lovely time and looking forward to coming home to his little pile of presents.
I've put a Ben 10 tablecloth on the dinning table and wrapped the presents, there are 'Happy Birthday' banners adorning the doors and walls and balloons in pretty colours everywhere.
Looking back to his first day in our lives he was a tiny little thing, little arms and legs and tiny feet. Although he was born at 8lb 12oz he wasn't teeny, he was still our precious newborn baby.
He had dark hair and beautiful blue eyes full of intellegence - the midwife said 'he's been here before' as she stroked his beautiful face and watched his knowing looks.
As he has grown he has excelled in everything, he grew brilliantly and is a tall boy now, perfect to look at and still with those beautiful dark brooding eyes so full of knowledge. He has his moments, he is a little pest at times, and has always from the moment he was born cried more than he really needs to.
He learned to speak early, smile, laugh, and now he is learning to read and learning music, always keen to learn new skills.
That tiny baby who laid in my arms, cried a lot, put me through hell with his feeding and sleeping issues, is now that beautiful little boy, who cries a lot and puts me through hell with his huge personality and lack of understanding for rules!
He plays with his little sister now with love and care, he is thoughtful and kind beyond his five years, and I get excited at the prospect of a cuddle with that lovely boy, or a chat or a chance to share a nice meal or watch some television. We have giggles and fun, and serious chats, he has input into the weekly menu and understands the importance of a balanced diet.
He is my son and I adore him.
Happy Birthday sweetheart xxx
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