So - seven years ago today we had just called the Midwife. The night had been eventful - we had walked up a very big hill to watch the Festival fireworks, my waters had broken, we'd gone into hospital to have everything checked, we'd come back home and waited... and now we were off.
Morgan is seven today - and I think his labour will always be the clearest to me in my memory. Everything was new, it was the first time I had had a baby, first time I had laboured, first time I had created and delivered a new being.
I think birthdays should be for the mothers - after all it's us who remember how that particular person arrived in the world and how much hard work it was. So - where's my present? Oh yeah - that will be the tall, handsome seven year old!
So - seven years on - how has it been? Well I am immensely proud of him - sometimes my heart wants to explode with emotion. He has not been dealt an easy hand - his Aspergers sees to that. His eating fads, his anger, his social problems and all his quirks don't make him an easy child. But - he is doing brilliantly. Since we have moved I have seen a lot of changes for the good in him. His new school really are fantastic and spot any triggers early on, rather than waiting for him to get into big trouble.
So - today he is seven. He's always the first up. We heard him getting up so we called him into our room for a hug and told him to bring his presents up. He ran down and came back up, out of breath.... "Are they all for me?" It took him three trips to bring them up and he was suitably excited. Morgan has always been good at doing the excited face at present opening time.
He had a good haul this year - lots of books, some Meccano, an electronic kit, some Top Trumps and a Game Boy. Of course it's the Game Boy that stole the show and we have laid down some rules to go with it - not sure how it will go. I am hoping he will use to get the time he needs in his own world away from others - and he may become less angry with his siblings.
Time will tell.
So cake making (or buying) this afternoon.
Happy Birthday Morgan - I'm so proud of you.
*Grin* seven years ago? omg just where did those years go? I've just sent off one of my assignments which had to mention those big moments in life, becoming a godmother was definitely one of mine =) However due to aforementioned assignment I'm hopelessly behind schedule on the birthday front but plan to remedy that soon! I haven't forgotten him by a long chalk.
ReplyDeleteGive each other a hug from me eh? And thanks Lucy for asking me to be (Fairy) godmother, it has meant a lot.
A xxx