The school run is something I am blessed with one day a week. It is a privilege bestowed upon me and one I will never take for granted. Most people look forward to a Friday, whether it’s because it is the last day of the working week or the feeling that the weekend is fast approaching. Not for me. Fridays are special and the day I look forward to the most because it is my day to walk to school, hand in hand with my gorgeous boy. To be a school mum, to be present, to be seen but also to share a moment in time with Lil G. To talk about the book he is reading, which friend he is enjoying playing with the most or which Teacher is his favourite. It is our time. A Friday means so much more to me than I ever thought possible.
Fridays have never been so special as they are right now. Maybe it is the age he is right now, the fact that he is in school or maybe it is because at the minute I am feeling quite emotional at the mere thought of our gorgeous boy growing up.
Since returning to work full-time after maternity leave I have had the luxury of what they call flexible working, just the one day a week. The morning together is so lovely that I am often left craving for more time like this with my boy, or even to do the school run at both ends of a Friday, but for now I am thankful of our Friday mornings together. We have our own little routine and if truth be told neither of us have any plans to deviate. Mr H tends to run off to work early on a Friday which secretly I like as it means our routine isn’t disturbed, but also because Lil G is most definitely a Daddy’s boy, that is until he isn’t around and then he very much is a mummy’s boy. Mum goals! I am not going to grumble, I love to watch their rather beautiful father and son bond but on a Friday he’s mine, all mine. Back off Mr H!
The day often starts with a little lie-in for Lil G, tired from the week and the distinct lack of me disturbing him like the other four days. A lazy start, a cup of tea for me, milk for him and lets not forget THE most important part, snuggles in bed. Just look at his little toes…
Being a mum, being a parent or guardian can be blooming tough at times, but it is these ordinary moments in time which capture my heart. Which leave me filled with so much happiness. So much love. It is the yukky love stuff which keeps me going on the tough, sleep deprived and worry filled days. It is Lil G’s happy face gleaming back at me as we take our Friday morning ‘mummy and son’ selfie that leaving me feeling truly blessed. He really is the best thing that ever happened to me, to our little family, to Mr H and I.
We love you kid, mummy and Daddy are so proud of you. I hope you know that. Each day you show us how strong you are, we see your passion in everything that you do, we love how you kiss and cuddle our furry baby goodbye in a morning and we love even more that you are always so sad to leave him behind. You have a kind and gentle soul and I hope you will always have that way about you. I hope your imagination continues to run wild but please, please stop growing up. I can’t quite believe you are five in a few weeks. Can someone please stop the clock.
KA x
