Remember That Baby I Had?

Posted by Jacq in Blog, Family Life, Photos | 3 comments

The little boy? Yes, he was my fourth.

That was 4 1/2 years ago. Can you believe it? It seems like it was only yesterday that I was lying in the antenatal ward with a newborn son.

No, we weren’t trying for a boy. When they told me at the scan I was having a boy, I shed tears for the 4th daughter I’d never have. But he’s turned out to be a wonderful addition to our little family.

We were a little upset when he was diagnosed with a speech disorder, but he’s worked so hard and it doesn’t look like it’s going to impact on his future significantly.

No, I haven’t really noticed much of a difference between DS and my girls. Apart from a rather long-standing Thomas fixation, he hasn’t done anything that one of my girls hadn’t alread. It’ll be interesting to see how he does at school compared to his sisters, but again, their academic careers have been rather varied so I’m not expecting any huge surprises.

All in all, I’ve loved having a little boy around the house. He’s all the stereotypes; noisy, messy, busy, interested in anything with wheels or buttons or switches. But he’s also kind and sweet and loving. He loves to give his Mummy cuddles, but isn’t so keen on kisses all of a sudden.

Time has absolutely flown hasn’t it? Seasons have come and gone, along with birthdays and festivities, holidays and happenings. All streaming relentlessly past- I’d like to have pressed the pause button now and again.

And yesterday, suddenly, it was time for his first (half) day at school

Typically, we were running late and had to rush home from the park and shovel some food into the boy. Then it was a quick loo trip with some supervised hand washing, and into his brand new uniform.

We hadn’t had a dress rehearsal, so once he was dressed I just wanted to sit and gaze at my big school boy for a bit, but we didn’t have time.

Off we went, him on his scooter, me holding his bookbag, and arrived at the gates just as they had started calling the kids in.

You should have seen him, he marched in so confidently and happily when his name was read out.

I watched him disappear through the door, turned my back and walked slowly home. Alone.

 

You know that baby I had?

Well, he started school yesterday. I guess I had better start looking for something to do with my days.