Even writing that title made me feel a little strange as I am not entirely sure where the past 4 years and 11 months have gone. It only seemed like yesterday that I was holding you in my arms with the thought of school far from my mind but with the conversations of which school you would go to being had so early on. I thought we had all the time in the world but today has been creeping up on us and it is finally here and I know you my sweet boy are ready, but I'm not sure mummy is. You are my first born, my boy who showed me what unconditional love was and our boy that brought Daddy & I so much closer.
Last night I hung your uniform onto the front of your wardrobe and placed your school shoes in front of them. Your P.E bag, wellies and water bottle were put by the front door ready, and tears were shed. But not from sadness, they were of hope and happiness of what you have become and for the adventures you have ahead of you.
You my baby boy are so ready for this next adventure in your life. You have the want to learn all of the time from asking me what numbers are when added together, to how long it will take to get somewhere so you can gauge time. Your memory is awesome and you are so ready to have your little head filled with numbers, letters and countries of the world. You are so ready to make new friends and to play new games that you never knew existed.
I really do hope that you come home from school and tell me about your day and tell me of everything you learnt. I hope you try and teach Noah how to play the new game one of your new friends taught you at school that day. I hope you have the urge and the want to learn as much as you have today. I want you to love school so that it isn't so hard for me to say goodbye each day, I hope that doesn't sound selfish but I want you to want to leave my side and be with your friends. And I hope at the end of the day you run to me not because you missed me so much but because you know that after school time is now our time. Our new time to make memories.
These holidays have been pretty tough on you with you fracturing your arm on the first day of the holidays but we have still had so much fun. We have also had our arguments and we have had many tears. You my darling sweet boy are so ready for school so you can be taught you can't get your own way all the time and that shouting doesn't get you what you want. I love your passion in life but sometimes when that passion is directed towards me when I have said no to having another chocolate bar, it can be a little testing.
You have grown into a beautiful, caring, strong willed, shy at times, little boy and I, along with your Daddy, brother and our whole family love you with all of our hearts. You have such a kind soul and I hope you carry that through life.
So today we will step out of our new front door, in your new uniform and take the 2 minute walk to your new school. I will hold your hand while you look around with your big, white, beaming smile with excitement of what is to come. This is your new adventure my baby boy, take it with both hands and love every minute.