…..And sometimes now, there is just one.
This is Harry- he’s my fourth child - 10 years ago he was 8 months old and my other children were 8, 6 and 4 years old.
There was never just one- always four - never just on my own with one- always with four. ✨4✨4️⃣✨
Four out of bed, four to get washed and dressed. Four for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Four into the car, four out of the car. Four different laughs, four different people to fight each other and with me. Four into the shops, four out of the shops. Four to visit friends, four out for an adventure, four ice creams, four drinks, four bars. Four different levels of upset, four emotional and physical needs to be met. Four into the bath, four into pajamas, four hugs, four kisses, four bedtime routines, four into bed. Four✨4️⃣✨4
Now the older three are 18, 16 and 14 and they each have jobs this summer, they have friends of their own and plans that don’t include me.
So sometimes there’s just one. 1✨1️⃣
Me and Harry.
It’s positive and it’s negative, it’s heartwarming and heartbreaking. It’s true.
Now there is sometimes four… sometimes three….sometimes two….and often one.✨✨❤️❤️ ...