Letter to my son
Dear Son, I started this blog to try and capture some of the magic that is happening as you make the transition from ickle baby to big strong boy. So far i've been a bit rubbish. You may have noticed, mummy is a bit rubbish, sometimes. But I try my best, and this past year I've been far too occupied with keeping you alive and happy. Do you notice that i sometimes just sit and watch you play? i never tire of watching you, you fascinate me and amaze me, every second of every day. i have seen you transform from a little pink-faced helpless thing to a big strong toddler, so full of character and spirit. from the day you were born your personality shone out, you lifted your head and looked around, a thing that new babies are not supposed to be able to do. you strained to sit up, and even though you couldn't sit unaided, you loved it when i held you on my lap in a sitting position, so that you could see what was going on around you. i dont think you will ever know ho...