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Now you are three and a half
By ella | August 16, 2005
Dear Harry
Harry, my first born. There is so much I want to say about you. You are the most loving, beautiful child and every day you surprise me with your capacity for love and cheekiness. You have the most beautiful smile and you make my heart soar every time you smile your soft smile.
Before you were born, like most mothers-to-be, I had no real concept of how much I would love you. But from that first day you lay in my arms, gazing at me, I have had more love in my heart than I knew was possible and I have fretted, feared, been amazed and overjoyed by every part of your life.
You went almost overnight from saying nothing to having a vocabulary of about 160,000 words. It was as if you decided that you would talk when you, and only you, thought you should. Your ability to do difficult puzzles and the concentration that they require is nothing short of outstanding. And you come up with counter-arguments to my instructions without batting an eyelid and often I can’t think of any good reason why I shouldn’t let you do what it is you want to do (”but if I do that washing up Mummy then you won’t have to do it after I’ve gone to bed and you can walk the dogs instead!”). You are without a doubt the cleverest son any mother has ever had.
You are also completely my boy. Your looks, mannerisms, concerns and expressions are entirely me and I find it amusing and a little scary to see what a carbon copy of me you are. I’m sure therefore you reflect the worst bits of me but either I don’t have any bad points or else you have picked up the best of me and run with that. Of course your ability to tantrum is out of this world but we’ll gloss over that.
Now you are three and a half and every day, after lunch, we still cuddle under our blanket. Often I think you won’t want to but then you climb in with me and kiss me and hug my neck so tightly and I hope these moments will never end. I have barely been apart from you and although I have found that hard sometimes from my own perspective, I also know that I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Over the next few months and years I know you will make more friends at nursery and then school and you will, rightly, grow away from me but I will always be there for you.
I can’t imagine loving anyone more than I love you, my beautiful boy.
Love
Mummy
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