Today I celebrate my 6th Mother’s day. I can’t believe that I’ve been a Mummy for so long. However, today is the first Mother’s day I celebrate being a Mummy to a boy. A boy!? Three months after his birth and I’m still in shock that I have a boy.
For the last six years my life has been all about the pink and the sparkle and princesses – both my girls have always been the girliest of girls. We didn’t find out the gender of our baby when I was pregnant but I was so sure that I would have another girl. I could actually imagine them all walking together holding hands wearing matching coats and I honestly would have been completely happy with another girl. It’s not that I didn’t want a boy, but for some reason the thought that I would have one never really entered my head.
Then on 29th December 2016 I gave birth to my 3rd and final child. The nurse held him up to us and we looked at our new beautiful baby and then looked at each other and said in disbelief – it’s a boy – it’s a moment I’ll never forget.
I did have a little wobble when he arrived, raising girls was all I knew. I questioned myself and wondered if I needed to parent a boy differently and would I know how to do this? I’m still not sure I know the answer, only time will tell I guess and, whilst I’m sure I will get things wrong, I know that we will be just fine both learning and growing together.
This little boy, my only little boy, has completely stolen my heart. He is the apple of my eye. He is the most chilled out baby with the biggest smile and now he is here our family is so complete. We spend Tuesday and Wednesday together just the two of us and I generally spend the day holding him in my arms just taking him all in, making the most of him whilst he is still so little.
So thank you my Alfie for giving me the opportunity to be your Mummy – I feel so so lucky.