From Mummy, with love #2

I recently paid homage to the gorgeous letters that a favourite blogger (and friend) of mine writes to her son Piran at her blog A place of my own.

 I have had this letter to lil legs swimming around in my head for a while. Here goes.

Dear Monty,

We have had a bit of a difficult ride over the years. It has taken me a long time to work out your quirks and what makes you tick.

But you know what, sometimes if you've not worked hard at something you don't know you have it.

And I definitely have you buddy. And you have me. As you say to me daily. I love you mega.

After Blossom was born I felt like I lost you. Or lost a part of you. You were besotted with your sister but you seemed angry with me somehow. Her first year has been a hell of a ride for us and it is only now I look back I see it with clarity. You were very poorly and went into hospital for an operation, you have had a difficult time with eating and we have struggled with temper tantrums that have reduced me to tears and tested every ounce of me as your Mummy.

But you know what? I may have lost you for a small time, but now you are back and I realise how much I missed you.

You are the best friend a Mummy could have.

You chatter from the moment you wake up until the very second you drift off to sleep.

You have so many hugs for me in a day I could easily lose count.

I love the secret kisses you send me when you think no one is looking as I watch you do your weekly gym class.

No one can make Blossom laugh the way you do. Despite how much we try only you can make her laugh like a drain.

You are my special helper.

I never expected that the protective big brother would be so innate in you, if Blossom even attempts to crawl near danger you throw yourself in front of it like a human shield!

You will be four soon, in August, weeks later you will start school. You are ready. I am not.

I was once in a play (over a decade ago)and in the dressing room I found a beautiful silver ring engraved with this phrase:

''At my back I always hear times winged beast drawing near''

The truth in that was lost on me at the time, but all of a sudden it seems to ring bells in my head. Soon I will lose you again this time to 'big school.' You can't wait to go. I will sniff your neck daily until September, refuse to cut your hair, grab all the kisses I can and enjoy your free spirited urchiness before society put their stamp on you.

Nearly four years ago I gave birth to a boy, but you were the maker of me.

Love you little legs. More than you will ever know.


Mummy. x

From Mummy, with love

One of my favourite bloggers Kelly writes her son Piran a letter every few months. I always read them and they envelope me in such a feeling of warmth and love that I'd like to do the same for my children. So with homage to Kelly and Piran here is my first of hopefully many.

Dear Blossom,

You have been a very busy girl the last few months. You began crawling just after Christmas at ten months old and have left a trail of devastation in your path ever since. I could never get mad though as I watch you and your steely determination and already at only a year old I admire you.

You pull yourself up on every available surface using all sorts of things as leverage. Recently after bath time you used your brothers bits and bobs to help you up. He was not that impressed. I expect it hurt!

You walk with your brick trolly and your wooden dolly pram and everyone tends to keep out of your way as you bang and crash in to all in your wake. You walk holding just one of my hand s and i know it might not be long before you let that one go too.

You have some new teeth, seven in total. They have been causing you to be moody and make very loud screams. Much to the annoyance of your brother who covers his ears.

Monty is the source of all your amusement and you like to mimic everything he does and then fall about in cascades of delicious giggles. This is currently my favourite sound in the world and it could cure all cases of the blues I am sure.

You love nap time and as soon as you are snuggled into your sleeping bag you turn your head to the side, pop your trusty thumb in your mouth and nestle into your comfort blanket.

I am  so proud of your appetite and your ability to self feed delicious and nutritious food. Your current favourite is Mummy's home made fishcakes.

You enjoy our weekly trips to sing and sign class and love to bop along to the songs. No signs yet but you will.

It feels like only yesterday that you were passed to me, seconds after you were born. You were covered in yuck and sounded like a seagull. Despite this you were beautiful, and still are. You have eyelashes to die for and a smile that makes me want to cuddle you up immediately.

I remember our first night, just you and me in the hospital. You woke for a feed and I stirred and lifted you out of the crib and looked deep into your eyes. I was very aware of drinking in every moment of you. You looked at me in such a way that it was as though you already knew me. I have fallen more deeply in love with you ever since.

I love this time of year, the spring and the promise of newness. Lighter evenings and fresher weather. But it is even more special now as it coincides with your birth and I can't help but see your namesake Blossom on the trees and feel incredibly happy that you are here, and that I know you, and you are mine. For now.

Love you baby girl.

Mummy. xxx