Tomorrow my baby boy goes to nursery for his first day- it is only an introduction day as due to his late birthday he is the last to start at the end of September. This will be the start of at least 13 years of school and at the minute he is so excited.
As for me I can’t believe my special little miracle boy is old enough to go to school (albeit nursery). How can the baby I held screaming for the first 9 months be big enough and ready to go into the schooling system. My beautiful boy who up until a few months ago still fell asleep by curling up on me even though he nearly squashed me. The little boy who still runs up for cuddles and kisses constantly but who is growing up so quickly. I asked him how he could be big enough to go tonight and he said ‘I can be a big boy and be your baby mummy- can’t I daddy?’
Buster we never knew that you were what we needed to complete our family- you make us smile, scream, laugh and all too often shout. You are filled with an energy that leaves me exhausted- you have more courage and bravery than I do and are never scared to literally throw yourself into or off anything. Such a lovable happy and funny little boy you offer cuddles willingly, kisses too and more often than not an Eskimo kiss to go along with it. You love ‘stealing my warm’ to heat up your hands and feet and when hurt still think that mummy can make it better just by holding whatever part is sore
Buster I know you will have such fun tomorrow and will be so excited to try on your uniform and get ready to leave. As for me I will be scared of releasing you into someone else’s hands who doesn’t know your ways, and has no idea of your numerous allergies and things that can cause you to feel ill.
Good luck Buster you will always be my baby xxx