miss you already

I took my mum to the airport today, we said farewell and I managed to hold back the tears, which is unlike me. Mum arrived two weeks before baby D was born. That was fourteen weeks ago! I can’t believe it has gone so fast, but it also feels like an eternity ago that I was pregnant.

I know I am blessed to have had my Mum here helping me for as long as she did. It wasn’t easy for her to be away from my Dad for that long time, they missed each other terribly and I feel a little guilty about that. I am going to miss having her here, she is such good company and so easy to be around. She’s calm and relaxed and generous and adores her family. It’s going to feel like there is a big hole in our little home where she has been the last few months.

I am going to miss all the help I had cleaning and cooking and running a household, but more than that I am going to miss having an extra person here who gave so much attention to my boys. I’ll miss listening to Nanny singing Yellow Submarine while Ethan was splashing in the bath. I’ll miss peering into his room to see them on the floor playing cars and train tracks. I’ll miss Nanny sitting in the rocking chair soothing Dean to sleep. I’ll miss having someone here during the day to share the precious fleeting baby and toddler moments. Oh Mum, I’m going to miss you.

I am a little scared about how I will cope without her here. Someone gave me some good advice today, I am going to take each day one by one, and be kind to myself.

Nanny and baby D