Friday, 12 February 2010



I hug my beautiful child to my belly.

"I've got to pop into the bath!" I laugh.

"I don't want you to go," I whisper under my breath as I cradle him.


"I said I've got to pop into the bath!"

I pop a kiss onto his head and turn away.

A little later he asks: "Mummy, if you could choose, would I go to my Shana's or would I stay with you?"

"You'd stay with me of course! But it's great you've got this other family, your dad's family. You have to spend time with them, I can't keep you to myself all the time!"

He smiles.

I smile back and sink my head under the water.


The Dotterel said...

I have that ache too... my daughter's tearful departure yesterday to spend a week on holiday with her mother.

It never seems to get any better.

Stigmum said...

No, it doesn't does it? I'm so grateful I'm picking him up from school today ss there's a disco. The ache will return again when he goes but I'll remind myself it's ache because I love him...