"I love to watch my children grow and to see their little personalities develop. I look forward to them reaching their milestones and learning new things. I love it that our relationship deepens. But sometimes a small part of me is saddened when I reflect on moments like this one and I am reminded how fleeting childhood is. Every now and then when I look at my children and get these feelings I ask my daughter if she could just stop growing for a little bit and maybe stay three for another year. She tells me no and that she has to keep growing. Of course she does and I wouldn't want it any other way. Most of the time."
Today my little man needed me. It started the minute he woke up this morning and is still going strong as he cries for me from his bed room.
His need for me seemed to increase, as it always does when I was busy, or showing some affections the other little poppet in our family. Their sibling rivalry does not help. They have this thing going where they will both hold onto my leg saying my mummy and try and push the other one away. I still play that game with my siblings, minus the leg holding. We are always telling each other that we are the favorite and that our parents love us the most. I tell them that Mum and Dad love me so much they moved to interstate to be near me. The others deny it but I know the truth.
Ahh to be loved.
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