Two years, one month and three days.
The difference between my two boys.
Not the smallest gap, but not the biggest easier.
I remember saying to my husband that when they got to three and five, it would be easier.
I didn’t get the timing quite right with that, but these days, it is pretty easy and it is a lot of fun.
Lucas is nine today, his brother is 11, and they both ran into school happy with smiles on their faces and friends on their arms.
As Lucas approached his line, the class started singing happy birthday, eager to know what was in the bright bag hanging off his arm.
Lots of lovely cakes.
A picnic in the park after school with his closet friends and then home to open the presents, which as I write this are still hidden in their bags in my office.
Times seems to drag when you are knee-deep in nappies, dragging your postnatal self around, wishing for sleep and just one hot cup of tea.
In the overall scheme of things, time actually flies.
The hours race and days merge into one another and before you know it life has change beyond all recognition and the coffee is so hot you burn your lip as you try to get that much need caffeine hit before the chaos of the day begins.
Tomes goes so fast that when my Facebook memories pop up, I can’t quite believe it. Today there he is in his tie and a smile, but in times gone by he has been on a tractor, on a bike, and on the odd birthday, in a cast, but always happy and always with a glint in those baby blue eyes.
I am lucky that my boys love hanging out with me at home, on the beach and we have a lot of fun together by the sea.
I cherish these days, because just as fast as they have become 9 and 11, the will be 19 and 21 and young men who I hope will take every opportunity that comes their way to explore the world and be the very best they can.
It’s the small things like holding my hand as we walk down the round, shouting ‘I love you, mummy’ as they dash into school and telling me I am the best mum ever at the end of the day.
The reality is that life is short, so do what makes you happy, do what sets you free and makes your heart sing and ensure that every, single day matters.
I hope my little boy has the best birthday ever, because he deserves it, and I hope you have a really wonderful Wednesday too, because so do you.