A Sweet 16 Wish for Mah Boy

Today I've something a little bit different and it's only because it's hitting me in waves that I am sharing it. Today my baby (yes, he'll always be that) is 16! SIXTEEN years of age, people!

I've spoken to him about this at length, asked him to please do his sums again, as by my calculation he should be, at most, 7 but no joy. He's growing (hurtling) up & there's nowt I can do about it.

That's him there, all 16 years worth and isn't he a bag of gorgeousness? (Control yourself, Caroline Flack, this Mammy bites!). I'm not sure where the years have gone and yet I can account for every one. Mmhmm, I'm getting old.

Anyone that has read my post about becoming a Mam so young will know that it wasn't always rosey but, genuinely, I couldn't have asked for a more thoughtful or generous boy. He's made my life so much easier just by his very nature and for that I'm very grateful to him. (& his Bro, naturally). 

I've included a poem I wrote for him when he was only a couple of days old that was published that year. This book has always been knocking about but I hadn't actually reread it until the past few days. Perhaps it was a little naive at the time to feel this way but those feelings are what made me who I was, who I am now and who we are as a family. 

I'd never advocate anyone to start a family as early as I did, you know why? Because its nobody's business when you start your family or if you ever do for that matter. All you can ever do is your best given your circumstances. Looking back, I can safely say that we've never been in as good a place in life as we are right now and it's only getting better. I wouldn't change a day of it for the world. 

If/when you're reading this, Aar, I want you to know - I love you more than words could ever say. You make me proud every single day just by being you but more than anything else I'm thankful to have grown up with you. Wishing you a very Happy Birthday, Egg x