This post isn't about what you would think it would be about with a title like that. If I saw that title I would think it was about a couple, but this post isn't about Mr C and I, it is indeed about me and my eldest son Finley.
He will be off to school in September and however much I know he is ready and how excited he is, I still get a lump in my throat thinking about it. My first born is off to school and I'm excited with him but I am also so very sad. And as that day looms ever closer I have started to think about savoring time and making time for him. Now that is pretty hard when I'm a mum of two as I can't just hand Noah off to someone or put him in the corner while I concentrate on Finley. If anything Noah gets more of my attention and time as Finley is at preschool, and even when he's home Noah being the second child is a lot more demanding than Finley is. So I find myself trying to please Noah because the melt down that follows is just not worth the hassle sometimes and it would bring the whole day down.
He will be off to school in September and however much I know he is ready and how excited he is, I still get a lump in my throat thinking about it. My first born is off to school and I'm excited with him but I am also so very sad. And as that day looms ever closer I have started to think about savoring time and making time for him. Now that is pretty hard when I'm a mum of two as I can't just hand Noah off to someone or put him in the corner while I concentrate on Finley. If anything Noah gets more of my attention and time as Finley is at preschool, and even when he's home Noah being the second child is a lot more demanding than Finley is. So I find myself trying to please Noah because the melt down that follows is just not worth the hassle sometimes and it would bring the whole day down.
But saying that I need to dedicate more of my time to Finley because come September our mornings together will be rushed, our late afternoon/evenings will be teatime & then bed which only leaves the weekend which makes me sad. And makes me question have I done enough, was I enough?
Every Friday Noah goes off to preschool and I get a day with Finley. I do try my best to do as many fun and Finley dedicated things as I can but it comes down to money. We don't have an endless supply of money and the money we do have we try to spend on family days out as a 4. But I do like to treat Finley as much as I can on a Friday and not fill those days with boring food shopping and jobs which is so much easier with a 4 year old than they are with a 2 year old or with both.
I want to make the most of my time with Finley be it on his own or with Noah and I want to make this summer the best yet, but am I setting myself up for a fall? When we want something so amazing and with such high expectation are we inevitably ensuring it won't live up to it as daily life gets in the way and so does the British weather?
I feel I need to get down on the floor and do more puzzles and play more games because soon he will be too tired, grumpy or just not want to because he did that at school. I need to make more time for Finley and I do my very best but housework keeps drawing me in and I need to give it the brush off as this saying is oh so true.
The ever looming reality of school runs, going to work, pick ups and homework is getting closer and I'm feeling the time slipping through my fingers. Non school days with my first born, that was that tiny precious bundle just nearly 5 years ago is slipping away and I feel like I'm grappling to stay afloat to make the most of the time we have before it's taken & replaced with weekends and school holidays.















