Just want to tell someone, DH thinks I'm bonkers.
My youngest is 7 tomorrow, lots of lovely things planned.( I'm not having any more kids too old)
I can't stand the idea of him growing up, getting big and being a grumpy teenager like his siblings. He still has that soft little boy skin, and a muddy smell when he's been in the garden. He still needs me when he bumps his knee, and loves me to cuddle up with him on the sofa. I know how precious this next year or so will be, I have had little ones for years, my eldest is 16, then 14 and 12. Have always had a little one to look after, and it is slipping away now, and I feel so sad. Sorry to be so self indulgent, overtired....need to get to bed