To my Darling Boy,
Tomorrow is another of those big milestones that I dread and look forward to all at once. A bit like the day you turned One or even the day you turned Two. With all these milestones you need me a little less.
To others you heading off to Nursery School isn’t that big a deal. To me it’s massive! It feels like the end of a era. Your baby years. They have disappeared in a flash and tomorrow is a new beginning for you. There’s gonna be another lady in your life, who you go to when you need help or a little reassurance or maybe even a cuddle. She’ll be there to pick you up when you fall and wipe your tears if you cry. I’m going to have to learn to share you.
You’re growing up so fast and sometimes I just can’t seem to find the time I’d like to enjoy the precious moments that are whizzing us by. So tonight when I put you to bed, I don’t know if you noticed but I lingered a little longer. I read an extra story and I lay there after you fell asleep just so I could spend a few more moments with ‘my baby’.
I know, I know you’re not going anywhere forever and you won’t change over night. I know you don’t need me hovering beside you all the time. I know you don’t need protecting (but I want to), I know you’re gonna love your new experience and all the new friends you’ll make. I’m just petrified of missing one tiny little bit that might be an important bit.
Now it’s not all gloom (I’ve only cried forty times trying to write this!) there are some bits of you going Nursery I’m slightly looking forward to.
I can’t wait to hear your tales. Admit it, you’re quite the story teller and your imagination far exceeds your years. I can only hope that Mrs K can figure out quickly that you’re spinning a yarn when you announce you’re going to live in America (with Mickey Mouse!). Please, please, please don’t tell your class anything that might make me cringe! Never start a sentence with ‘My Daddy says…’
When you were little we went to lots of different things. Just you and me. We spent days at Soft Play. We went to Hullabaloo on Mondays and Jumping Jelly Beans on Fridays and we lapped the park and swung on the swings everyday in between. See for nearly two years you had me all to yourself. Your little brother has always had to share. So now its his turn to go singing, spend time in the park and have a bit of one on one time. Don’t worry though we’ll be there waiting when the school bell rings – chances are he’ll find me quite boring and will be willing the morning away till you’re back as his partner in crime. Getting up to mischief, driving me up the wall!
So it is with mixed emotions I look forward to seeing the little boy you become. I hope you will be kind. I know you’ll be funny but most of all I pray you will be happy.
So when you get up tomorrow I’m gonna paint on my excited face, hold back the tears and encourage you to have the best first day ever!
I love you so much My Little Man