I won a prize the other day in a competition in Little Brown Rabbit’s blog. It arrived this morning and is gorgeous, so much so that my almost 5 year old and I had a (ever so slightly heated) debate over who’s bedroom it would be nicest in – her’s or mine. I gave in in the end as it’s her brother’s birthday today and she was being very good about the fact that he was getting presents and she wasn’t.

Here’s the print I won – isn’t it cute? Emma Talbot designs and illustrates gorgeous cards and prints and her business card is the nicest I have ever seen – if you’d like to see her blog and some of her illustrations – check them out here.
The children went on their school outing today to Croke Park and Viking Splash in Dublin, by all accounts, Viking Splash is worth a visit by all ages. Will was anxious about it all last night so we looked it up on the net and I wouldn’t mind going on it sometime – a Duk that’s a bus and a boat and actually sails on the Liffey for about 20 minutes. As it’s his birthday, they gave him a Viking helmet as a present which made his day too.
So, this time seven years ago, I was conked out, didn’t know which way of me was up, was parched as I kept being sick all day and felt totally dehydrated and had a tiny baby that looked overcooked and scrawny (like a chicken!). I shared a ward with a lady I’d been on antenatal classes with and I can remember Brian saying the next day that her baby wasn’t cute at all and I thinking that she was much cuter than Will and he had obviously bonded! 2 days later I too thought he was gorgeous – the bonding had happened! It’s been a wonderful seven years and I’d love to have it all over again – well, maybe I’d skip the first three days of his life when I was sore and exhausted!
I was almost 33 when I had Will and was convinced that I would have two children so they’d be company for each other, pop them into the creche as soon as possible and carry on with my career and get my doctorate. Well, apart from the fact that my memory seemed to disappear with the placenta along with my two brain cells that used to rub together, the idea of getting a PhD sort of disappeared over the years – maybe when i’ve retired! Motherhood became more than I ever expected, I had a suspicion that there must be a strong maternal bond somehow as I taught so many horrible 13 and 14 year olds whose parents seemed to love. I kept saying ‘5 years time’ when peoople would ask when we were going to have children (we got married when I was 23 – I know, a child bride!) .
I remember being convinced that I and Brian were the only people who genuinely thought Will was a gorgeous baby as I thought that only ridiculouly devoted parents thought their rather ugly babies were gorgeous – and then being surprised when I would be pushing him in the buggy and have so many people commenting on how smiley and gorgeous he was. One lady in the supermarket once commented on how special he was (he was about 18 months at the time and v smiley) and asked me did I think so to which I replied ‘of course but I’m his mum’ and her reply was that there was definitely something special about him.
He’s incredibly sensitive, so much so that he cries very easily. He adores his younger sister and is such a gentle big brother. At times, he comes to my rescue when I’m trying to reason with her and he manages to talk her around or calm her down. He’s very placid and a loyal friend to his classmates.

He loves learning especially doing mental arithmetric, listing the planets, learning about space, mammals, history, countries, different cultures – you name it – I have had to go and buy books on space etc as we didn’t know the answers to his questions.
He’s incredibly fussy about his food – heaven help the pea that dare touch his mashed potato!
His brown eyes, dimple, enthusiasm and infectious laugh light up my day.
He has a very strong sense of what is right and wrong.
He’s incredibly affectionate and always gives me a hug before he gets on the school bus.

I honestly never dreamt that I would enjoy being a mum so much or indeed have two such wonderful children.