4.

the boy with part of his birthday stash, a new bike & a spidermand suit.

So I am a little late with this post but my boy turned 4 last Thursday. I still cannot believe it...

He has changed so much in the last year, grown, gotten stronger, his language, his habits, his love. It is so hard to believe he will be starting prep next year, he seems too little. He had a lovely birthday, got spoilt rotten. He also shares his birthday with two of his best mates..they are very handsome twins...so they all celebrated together last Saturday at the twins birthday party.

To my boy...I love you. This does not even begin to cut it, but I cannot find the words. x

the boys..(L to R) D (twin 1, my boy, J & B (twin 2)

him.

Him, who never wants to go to bed.

Him, who is soooooooooooo cheeky.

Him, who I think has a little OCD..

Him, who says the funniest things

Him, who has to get completley undressed to go to the toilet.

Him, who spent 2 hours singing songs, playing imaginary games, snuggling on the couch in our pyjamas tonight, when really he should have been going to bed.

I love Him, more than life itself.

Thank you Boy,.....I love you this much........................................................................... xo

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The Birthday Boy.

He is 3.
Yes, him, my boy 3. Not 2, not 2 and a half but 3.

opening pressies on top pf dad
He turned 3 yesterday. I cannot believe it, can you tell?

making birthday pancakes for breakfast with dad

Three years ago yesterday I had no idea I was having a boy.
No idea that I would be 2 weeks overdue, again.
the end product..

No idea that breaking your waters can bring on contractions like a train out of control.

the asked for chocolate birthday cake
No idea that I could do labour, drug free and come out feeling like the ultimate earth mother and punching the air a-la Rocky.

No idea that the very first visitor would be my dad, to see his new baby boy, to hold him in his arms.

freckles

No idea that that would be the last time he would meet any of my newborn children.

let them eat cake,..so we did!

No idea how special that memory and the memory of taking my dad to the scan, would actually end up being.

freckles & her bestie Miss G

No idea how much my dad desperately wanted me to call him Harry!

Aunty Cinta, she drove for 2 hours just to give him the "present of the day" a remote controlled monster truck. She drove 2 hours, to sit with him while he opened it, and enjoy the moment, she stayed for a cuppa and a chat and then drove 2 hours home again. What a woman!

No idea, that I could make such an amazing, spirited, handsome, gorgeous, adorable little man.No idea, that I could ever love another man as much as I love him.

No idea that I had enough room in my heart to love another baby, and so much so it overwhelms me at times, literally, it takes my breath away.

No idea, how lucky I am.I love you boy, you light up my life in so many ways, I cannot count.Happy Birthday Big Boy
Love Mummy xo