Does anyone with older children get emotional looking back at their baby things/photos?
Been having a huge sort out ahead of moving house. Leaving the house where my eldest has spent a big chunk of his childhood.
Been looking through his baby keepsake box and some photos, cards from when he was born and I'm all tearful.
I don't know where the time has gone but I suddenly want to rewind the clock. I haven't been a perfect parent but we've done ok, had lots of fun and hopefully made lots of memories, but iI feel like I haven't made the most of the time, haven't been patient enough, haven't treasured him enough and now he's almost a stroppy teen.
I want to go back and stroke his baby soft hair, kiss his chubby cheeks and let him sleep in my bed and not worry I'll spoil him, I want to go back and tell myself that it doesn't mater if he doesn't eat his veg, because one day he will.
Tell me to get a grip!