I can hardly believe that I am sitting down to write this. It feels like only yesterday that I was writing a letter to my little man on his 4th birthday. Where has that time gone? In the blink of an eye.
So here we are again. Another year, another letter.
To my beautiful Little Man
I don’t understand where a year has gone since we were here last time. I couldn’t get my head around you turning four last year and here I am, in somewhat of a daze that you can actually be five years old. Five years have passed since you were placed in my arms. Sweetheart, that’s half a decade. How is this all going so fast?
You are no longer a baby. You’re no longer a toddler. You are a schoolboy. My little schoolboy who is days away from finishing his first whole term in Reception. They always warn us Mummys and Daddys that time flies when your little ones start school and now I realise that this is true.
School was a big deal. For both of us. I was so upset during the weeks leading up to it. I wondered how I was ever going to get through the days, but of course, I have adapted. You took to it like a duck to water and because of that, I beam with pride. You never gave me the tricky mornings that I saw some parents having with their children. I was grateful to you then for that, and each morning that is easy now, I am grateful for that too.
We have had our moments over the past year. You haven’t been the easiest of children to control at times. You have certainly got in touch with your emotions and you let them out quite frequently in the only way you know how. Mummy and Daddy are learning how to deal with this and we are trying so hard. We know you don’t know how to express yourself and that it comes out all wrong at times. We try to be patient with you, I promise we do. We are still learning every day too and I hope you understand just how hard we try to make you happy. You are all that matters to us.
I can’t quite remember life before you now. I have memories of course, but day to day life is a bit of a blur. What did I do with all of that spare time I used to have? I must have had so much because I don’t have hardly any these days. But I will always make time for you little one. You are my biggest priority and I don’t ever want you to forget that. You’re Mummy’s Number One.
This weekend you will have a big party with all of your new school friends. I’ll be honest. I didn’t know what I was letting myself in for! It’s going to be a manic couple of hours in the company of you and pretty much, your entire class, but if it makes you happy, then it’s worth it. I have worked very hard to make it the party you have so craved and I really hope you enjoy yourself. I’ll warn you now though sweet cheeks, Mummy might need a lie down when it’s all over!
And soon it will be Christmas. Your sixth Christmas! That’s insane. Each Christmas just gets more and more magical with you. You are so excited about Santa coming and this makes me excited too. Christmas has never been more magical than it has been since you have been here.
So, Little Man. Thank you for being your fantastic little self. Thank you for keeping me on my toes day in, day out. Thank you for keeping me sane and driving mad all at the same time. But most importantly, thank you for loving me. When those three little words come out of your mouth, it reminds me why we as Mummys and Daddys do all of this. Because you are the most precious thing in the whole world and without you, I’d be nothing.
Have a wonderful birthday sweetie. I love you to the moon and back, and then back again.