Where is that pause button?

2 more sleeps and my baby, my last baby, turns 3. And this Mumma is feeling a crazy mixture of emotions.

The side of me that LOVES birthdays (the smiles, the joyous wake ups, the spoiling rotten with both gifts and being treated like royalty for the day, the specialness, the cake) is filled with so much joy and excitement.

But the Mummy side of me, has this sense of sadness too. My little guy, is growing up into a big boy, and I know it’s so very cliche, but yes it is going waaaaayyyyy to quick!

Where is that pause button? I need it, stat!

I want to just pause for a moment, treasure the last teensy bit of tinyness that is lingering.  This time, this moment will never be back again in our home. Well not as far as I know anyway.

The last few weeks, he has been getting more and more independent. Not wanting my help with things so much. “Me do it Mummy”

Bring back those sleepless nights of endless breastfeeding! That constant need of me.

But alas, I must embrace this new chapter. He indeed is becoming a big boy. So much of a big boy, that for his birthday, his THIRD birthday, he wants to go to the skatepark. The skatepark! And ride his skateboard with Daddy. Mummy might need to wear sunglasses to hide the tears I think.

Here are some images taken way back at the start of May, while I was visiting a very lovely friend who was ever so generous with her time and expertise on studio photography with me. Thanks Katie!

I’ll be sure to come back and share how his birthday goes, once I finally come to grips with it all that is.