5 years ago I was about to embark on maternity leave from my job. I was a bit unsure about this new life that lay before me – whether I’d be a good mum, whether I’d bond with this baby inside of me and I was pretty worried with the information overload from all the books, websites and well meaning people
Just over 2 week’s later (which included a week in hospital) this girl arrived on her daddy’s birthday. I always spend these two weeks in a nostalgic way, looking through my photos and posts of her and wondering where the last year has gone. It sounds silly but I still don’t feel old or grown up enough to be a mum of a 3, 4, and now 5 year old
Birthday parties have been organised, presents are being coordinated and there is one excited girl who can’t wait for her birthday, and then Christmas where the organisation starts pretty much straight after. The last weeks of four always go by in a blur and I can’t believe how grown up she’s looking, I know there were hard years, but 4 has been the best year by far.