My baby turns 5.
My 'baby is starting school and it's emotional.
Something strange has happened. Something drastic, mind boggling, deeply upsetting (well for me anyway, not for my husband). My (actively encouraged) Mummy's Boy has become a Daddy's Boy.
Well what a year it's been.... One emergency C section ( nothing 'posh' about not being able to get out of bed or sneeze or feel normal for that matter, for months on end), 2 house moves to 2 different cities, 1 incredibly active, funny, lovable baby, lots of joy (everyone), lots of tears of frustration (him and me) and most importantly lots and lots of laughs (the whole Big Fat Greek Family).