It was just one of those of those evenings when tv wasn’t not gripping enough and I started dipping into photos from the past.
There’s that photo that held my attention a little bit longer. That photo taken at one of those moments when life changes and you feel on top of the world.
When Victor was born, Elliott was just 16 months old and we had no clue how a big change in the shape of a new baby brother was going to affect him.
Victor’s birth was quick and straight forward and we were back home in a shot.
I remember getting home early afternoon while Elliott was still having his nap. I remember feeling anxious at how my first born and love of my life would react to this arrival in our home and into our well established family unit.
Elliott woke up and I went to get him myself. I whisked him into my arms, hugged him tighter telling him how much I love him. I also told him he had a new baby brother waiting for him downstairs and he was going to meet him now.
We got downstairs, C was holding Victor. Elliott walked towards them with a smile on his face. He sat next to them and started touching Victor very gently still smiling…
That day we sealed that bond that makes the 4 of us a team and a special one. It is also a day full of the memory of how happy and proud I was to have been partly responsible for making two very special people… my special people…
We’ve done it! We’ve decorated the house and it looks very Chrimassy and lovely.
This year and for the first of many I am sure, the boys decorated the tree by themselves. Our input was minimal and I didn’t have to re-do it all after they’ve gone to bed. Having the house decorated created confusion in Victor’s mind though who expected to find presents at the bottom of the tree this morning…
I sometime look at the two of them and feel that I couldn’t love them more than I do now or I would probably burst. Yet every time we take a new corner and I see them growing up, it seems that the amount of love and pride I have for them grows with the same measure.
Watching them together makes me the happiest mum I could ever be. They make up worlds that belong only to the two of them, they fight for their place in the pack but never hold a grudge against each other. They laugh, wrestle, whisper stories to each others from their beds in the morning, when they think that we are still asleep and won’t hear a word they say.
Soon they will be moved into separate rooms and they are looking forward to having their own space but I can feel that they are also uneasy about it.
They couldn’t be more different in temperament, but they totally complete and balance each others personality.
I am so happy they have a small age gap as it makes them best of friends and offers them a closeness that these 16 months apart allow them to have.
I am bursting with love every time I think of them and I know that this will never ever change.
Elliott had an operation on his arm this week. It was very straight forward and something we hope is absolutely nothing to worry about but we should be clear on that matter next week.
The boys shared the same bed pretty much all the time clutching the Teddies the Hospital gave them.
This Summer Elliott has learnt to use the swings all by himself!
My gorgeous big boy is back at school today. First day in Year 1.
The new shoes have been excitedly pulled out of the box and he has repeated a million times last night that he would now be a “year 1“!
I am on my own with Victor who doesn’t start before next Tuesday and I am missing one. I am already counting the hours until I go to pick him up, hug him and hear all about what the day has been like. Well, what he will happily tell me because no doubt, they will have done nothing…
A week ago tomorrow the boys were finishing school for the Summer and it also coincided with Summer starting in the UK. Real summer with the sun and the heat.
Since then we have spent many hours in the playground, we have been practicing reading and keywords, we have had fun with friends and there is so much more to look forward to.
I can’t believe that Elliott has already gone through a whole year in school.
These two photos were taken on the first and last day at school. It amazes me how much bigger he looks.
The little boy who started last September has morphed into a confident boy who enjoys having long conversations, writing and playing on a computer. He has grown in so many ways but mostly has become so much more mature. He is my wise, sometime too grown up boy for his age.
Victor is so excited about starting big school next September that he could burst! He wants to learn, he wants to read and write. He wants to be like his big brother and he is ready for it.
He has outgrown his pre-school by now and I know he will thrive in Reception.
My life in September is going to change. A lot.
I will have more time for me and to think about me. I some ways I find it exciting but in others it scares me how quickly time goes. This is the end of my boys being my babies. We are moving on another step and closing a big chapter of our lives.
We are living our life the way it is supposed to be…
Elliott has learnt a new expression, something to do with hurting his feelings. He likes it so much that he uses it all the time.
“Mummy, when you tell me off it hurts my feelings”
“Mummy, when you ask me to tidy up my room it hurts my feelings”
“Mummy, don’t ask me to eat my broccolis because it hurts my feelings”
“Victor, give me the Transformer you have just picked up from the toy basket because it hurts my feelings if you don’t!”
“Not letting me use the iPad to play games right now really hurts my feelings!”
I guess that it could be a lot of things potentially usable in therapy…
The boys are looking so grown up it is scary but totally amazing!