Today I felt like I was REALLY wanted as a mumma.
To my middle born I was not just a cook, cleaner, nose and bum wiper, or someone who puts on shoes, knickers and fills up his water bottle.
He is sick, just a flu or cold, but he was desperate to snuggle with me, so we watched his dragon movie and his wee body fell into my bosom.
Mind you he’s always been a boob boy, he was the child that BF for the longest.
I’ve often joked to the Husband that he’ll marry someone with ample knockers just like his mumma!
But back to my serious point.
I loved being able to cuddle, hug and nurture my boy when he needed it the most.
As mums we are so used to doing the essential things for our kids – but it’s rare that we get the chance to indulge their needs, smooch them for hours and comfort their wee souls.
I feel privileged today – I am everything my son needs and more.
Can you remember the last time you sat down for 30 minutes with your child and did nothing?
A time when you were just two souls together? Didn’t it feel great?