Showing posts with label Schooling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Schooling. Show all posts

Monday, 11 July 2011

Emotions....

Sometimes when you have thoughts and feelings trying to escape, you just have to let them run free.

I don't know what it is.... maybe it is the film Marley & Me that I watched last night that's making me a little emotional. Though I think it is perhaps the thoughts of Master Poppins having to stay on in reception just a little longer next term. I just think of him queing up in the reception line again and being his Mummy, it just makes me a little emotional. I am so lucky to have him here, 11 weeks early, and a long time in hospital when he was born. He is still only 4, and a young one at that....

Maybe it is my fault, I do mollycoddle him, I can't help it, my love for him is just so intense I cannot even put it into words. I know it is just going to be for a term, maybe a little longer, and I of course know it shall be in his best interests, he shall have double the friends, and he shall catch up, but I can't help get a little emotional about it.

I am so proud of how far he has come....




His quirky sense of style and personality is just adorable....






More than anything in the world I am proud of his achievements, but the achievement I am most proud of, is his fighting for his own life. He is my little fighter, who was resuscitated 3 times at birth and went from strength to strength. I should probably be more concerned with his schooling, his academic progress, his grades, but I am just happy he is here, that he is a socially happy and healthy little boy. Shouldn't that be enough. Miss Poppins sails through school, is on the YGT register, loves to learn, enjoys school and although I don't want to map her life out, I know she shall do well in anything she does, and I am so proud of her, I really don't know where she gets her brains from. Master P however I feel shall have to work that little bit harder. I guess what I am waking up to, is that you can actually have two children born of the same parents and who are, and can be, quite very different in many aspects. We just have to go with it, and adapt to their differing needs.

So, he SHALL be alright, he won't be made fun of, and I think, maybe just maybe, I shall be alright too....

Thanks for listening

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