"Mummy!"
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.
"What?"
"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.
2 comments:
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.
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...
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