As breakfast dates go this has to be one of my favourite mummy and son moments lately. Not only because the force was with us, he looked so cute as we wandered around town, but mainly because it was just me and my boy and he is such a pleasure to be around. He’s growing up one breakfast date at a time at the minute which if truth be told is taking my breath away.
Mr H was revising for an exam so we escaped for a few hours to allow him to study. I crave a little time just us. When I think back to those first few months when I was on maternity leave I am filled with so much joy, so many happy memories. Of planning our days around feeds, baby sign lessons, swimming and play dates. Recently we have introduced a new Saturday ritual to our weekly routine and this week I had the pleasure of spending a little one on one time with our gorgeous boy. We planned our morning around snuggles, visiting the library, a breakfast date and picking out some pretty blooms.
We took ourselves off to our local library, we found a quiet little spot in the children’s corner, sat cross legged on Lil G’s instruction as he does at school and we read a few books together. Something so ordinary, simple things, beautiful moments together. Reading really does soothe the soul. Lil G loves to read and so we are embracing his love for books.
I love that my gorgeous boy chose to escort me on our little breakfast date dressed as a Stormtrooper. He made so many friends on our travels. So many glances, smiles and chuckles from passers by as we wandered through town. He made so many people smile. He makes me so proud. This little boy brings so much joy to my world, to our little family but also to those around him. He truly is a special little boy, so innocent, so unaware of how the world around him can be so cruel. He has the biggest heart and the sweetest nature.
I’ve noticed lately that he’ll stop me and say mummy, I love you. For no other reason than to tell me so. He will come and sit by me, asking can I have a cuddle? He whispers the sweetest words in my ear and often says its our secret. I find myself holding him a little tighter each time he does so. I feel blessed to be the one he calls mummy.
My main goal is to be the best mummy I can be. To try my best to always say yes, to fill our weekends with adventure and to never hear the words mummy put your phone down. To be in the moment, to watch over him as he draws valentines cards for all those he loves, to help him fasten his shoe laces, to play superheroes. I want to be the mummy who doesn’t think twice about putting my phone to one side and forget my blog and social channels, just for a day or two. As hard as that is, because I love to write and share but also because a weekend is when I catch up, but moments like these won’t last forever. One on one time simply can’t be replaced by playing on Instagram. And believe me I LOVE Instagram. Watching our gorgeous boy grow up is the most important thing in the world to me and I want to live his adventures through his eyes, to be in the moment.
I ignored my blog for two days this weekend. I won’t lie I did miss it, but I loved my time with Lil G more. My blog will still be there tomorrow, next week or even next month what may not is my boys love for doodling, the cutest conversation you ever did hear and the giggles as we drank our triple hot chocolates with cream moustaches. You have to grasp these moments with both hands as they just whizz by. There is no joy to be had in letting a moment slip through the net. There is so much joy to be had in being the mummy that says yes.
As we ate our rather scrummy breakfast on Saturday morning I overheard a little boy on the next table asking his mummy to play dominoes with him, his mummy said no. This scenario was repeated a few times with a book and some lego. His mummy still said no. Lil G loves to people watch and I could see him trying to beckon the little boy over, to which his mummy replied no, the boy looked so sad, he was screaming out for some attention, meanwhile his mummy had her head in her phone. You can imagine what happened next. A stroppy little boy appeared, angry and basically causing a scene. He wanted his mummy’s attention and still she had her head in her phone whilst shouting at her boy. I felt incredibly sad.
And then this happened. Lil G wandered around to my side of the table, sat on my knee, wrapped his arms around me and whispered I love you mummy. I may have wept a little. Be the mummy that says yes.