One year older…or maybe not..

 

Jack has decided that he is remaining 5 (even though he's turning 6!). Changing age can be scary!
Jack has decided that he is remaining 5 (even though he’s turning 6!). Changing age can be scary!

6 years ago today you entered my life and changed it in a thousand ways.

6 years ago I had plans for the two of us. Great adventures we would go on. We’ve been on some adventures but not quite the ones I had planned.

I’ve learnt that we climb the mountains, not carry them, and it’s my love for you that continues to push us to the top of each one.

 

Dear Jack,

Mumma here baby boy. On your 6th birthday I want you to know how much joy you have brought into my life. Our journey together may challenging at times but you fill my heart with so much love.

There are days when you just can’t do it, and that’s ok. Those days are so ok.

I can see in your eyes the disappointment in yourself; your frustration, but, baby boy, you are perfect.

What you can do is perfect and the things you struggle with are perfect to me too.

I understand that the bossiness often masks fear and upset. And that’s ok. I get it.

I understand that the lovely back strokes  you give me help to calm you. I love them.

I understand your blows, bites and screams. They mask fear and uncertainty. I’m a tough cookie.

I understand your love of numbers. They don’t lie. I get it.

I understand your speech. It’s yours and unique. I understand you.

I understand your love of noodles. I totally get it.

I understand your need to hoard. Control can be a calming thing.

I understand your fear of new people. They are an unknown quantity. I get it.

I understand your need to put me in a head lock when we sleep. I love cwtches too. I get it.

I understand and I love you. Always.

Mumma

xx

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