Wednesday, 25 April 2012

No longer Mummy & Daddy

It's like I've been so blinded by the pregnancy recently that I've not quite noticed the changes in Oli. Now I could cry more tears over this then I already have but I think I've spent quite enough time crying over things already. Seriously if someone could turn this emotional tap off, it would be much appreciated. Sitting and staring at my child, I don't see the original boy anymore. I see this child, this child which has changed. It didn't happen overnight, it's happened overtime and I'm only just noticing now.

His face resembles that of wisdom, he's learning the ways of the world and it's starting to show through those gorgeous blue eyes of his. He's become so self reliant that we're not needed as much as we used to be. He's hit the age where we can leave him alone to do things, I know I'm safe to go anywhere in the house and leave him to it. I know I can leave him stood in the shower whilst I go into one of the other rooms upstairs, though this is helped by the fact he copies his dad with singing in the shower so I always know he's ok.

He's stopped calling us mummy and daddy, I noticed this the other day when he refereed to us as mum and dad. I had to kinda do one of those double takes to make sure I had heard right, but he's since used it again and again. I've been so used to being referred to as mummy that to hear him suddenly call me mum has been a shock to the system, it's just so grown up of him. Him going from 'choo choo' to 'trains' I could just about deal with but to be called mum is plain freaky. Ok, I know it's a good thing - it just shows how much he's growing up. He's turned 3 in the time I've been pregnant, that seemed to of come out of nowhere.

I know when baby comes along this is only going to change things more, he will no longer be the only child, the youngest child or the baby in my eyes. Though can they ever stop being our babies in our eyes?