So while we were away, my big boy turned five. FIVE! And whilst it sounds rather cliche, I can honestly say I am not sure where those years have gone. Mainly in a blur... and the last two and a half years seem to be the most hazy. Oh how my little ray of sunshine has struggled with being an older brother, much of the time. His jealousy and desire to be first and foremost in everything he does, has worn me down, far more than I ever thought possible. But on the flip-side, his love and compassion, enthusiasm and sense of humour has buoyed me through each and every day too. Such a wise old soul behind those beautiful baby blue eyes.
I can literally feel my heart cracking at the thought of him starting school in a few weeks. I know that things will be different and he will become an even bigger boy. And part of me just wants to step back in time to those long walks in the Summer of 2008, with my sweet new babe strapped in his baby bjorn. Chubby, bare legs dangling down my torso. Tiny heart beating right next to mine. Because those days seem like yesterday... yet so far away. What a five years it has been, my darling boy.