It’s 3.5 years since I first cradled our gorgeous boy. Since that moment my heart really has been filled with so much love. More than I ever thought possible. Poor Mr H. He really does get the scraps. I remember driving home from hospital in tears. Of joy. Of fear. There was an overwhelming sense of responsibility for this precious cargo. In those early days, I used to wonder how my love would grow for this little one, if I would be a good enough mother, if the feeling of worry and what if would ever leave us.
Time really has flown. Today, we celebrated my 4th Mothering Sunday. It was the best so far. Why? Because Mr H kept it simple. He had clearly been taking notes over the last 12-months. For me it isn’t about big gestures. It’s the little things that count. This year Mr H pulled out the big guns. He isn’t particularly crafty. It is I that enjoys this side of parenting. I’m the creative one. He is the practical one. He doesn’t value the cost of flowers, but I do and he certainly doesn’t appreciate the cost of a balloon (I LOVE a balloon). You can imagine my surprise when Lil G wandered into our bedroom this morning carrying a Happy Mothers Day balloon. Eek.
Lil G went on to tell me that there were some flowers waiting for me downstairs and more surprises. Cute. He was so proud. And so was I. I could hear Mr H chuckling as 1) Lil G had ruined the surprise and 2) the shock in my voice! There were flowers and there were arts and crafts. My very own canvas. Handmade and bought cards. A card with Lil G’s handwriting in it and wait for it, a message saying…
I love my mummy because she plays with me
My heart melted. The thought that Lil G’s teacher at Kindergarten had asked him that question and he came up with that answer all by himself. We do love to sit and explore. To play. To plan our next adventure. Lil G is very much Mr Independent so more often than not he entertains himself however on the occasions when he does ask me to join in, I always say yes. Today I am so very glad that I do. It obviously means so much to him. It is often easy to say in a few minutes or ask Daddy but for him he needs me at that moment. I want to be there.
There will be a time when I am no longer needed. When I have a taxing teenager. Filling my mind with different stresses. With worries other than will he eat his next meal, will we get a place in our 1st choice of Primary School and whether or not he’ll stop the Threenager tantrums. But for now I will savour my time with our gorgeous boy and enjoy the fact that today he seemingly understood the meaning of Mother’s Day. He made today extra special.
I sit here smiling and filled to the brim with so much joy. Lil G literally showered me with kisses, cuddles and love today. I’m a little sad that he is now fast asleep and tomorrow he is off to Kindergarten as I really did enjoy my mummy day.
But for now I will continue to flick back and forth through the photo’s which we have from today. A day of simple pleasures. Valuable time spent together. The ordinary moments which today were extraordinary…
How did you spend your Mothering Sunday?