Keen eyed readers may realise that this is not a new blog post - I used to blog regularly when my boys were young then stopped as they objected to being identifiable. But, this was one of the most popular blog posts I ever wrote and to be honest it is as valid today as it was back in 2011 and when I thought about rewriting it, it felt a bit like reinventing the wheel
Jellybeans HQ has not been it's usual noisy, happy place recently. Our youngest son is poorly with earache. He has been suffering since thursday when we went swimming and he got 'water in his ear'. We've been giving him the painkillers every two hours for what feels like years already and the nights have been awful for all of us - bringing back all those memories of having a small baby/toddler in the house who wouldn't sleep and as he is now 8, these are not memories we like revisiting very much! We've been to see the emergency Doctor but nothing is helping and every time he accidentally touches his ear, he demonstrates that he has inherited his mother's ability to 'belt it out'.
However, as I ran his bath last night, he crawled onto my lap and I instinctively gently began rocking him from side to side. He smiled and snuggled in closer, then I heard the words, I haven't heard for a long time, "sing love me mummy". I started singing 'his' song and I felt his whole body relax.