Today Master 5 became Master 6. It’s 6.42am and it’s pretty much over! The presents are opened, the morning cuddles in Mummy and Daddy’s bed are done and both children are now curled up under a doona on the lounge watching Harry Potter (again!). Combined with his first visit from the tooth fairy last night, it has been a pretty high energy start to being 6 years old!
But as my youngest baby sat and ripped open his presents on the end of my bed, (trashpacks, a light saber and a replica of Dumbledore’s wand that I got on ebay….guess which one is the favourite?!), I suddenly had that moment of…...well, sadness. My youngest baby is 6. And as cliched as this will sound, “Where in the world has that time gone?”
Mr Not Another Supermum was, of course, highly excited through the whole present process, mumbling a bleary eyed “Happy Birthday!” from underneath his doona cocoon and watching the events through one sleepily opened eye. However, once the kids had deserted us to play with the abundance of new toys and I was having my “Where has my baby gone?” moment, I asked him a simple question…..”Do you want to have another baby?”
Wham! That woke him up!
After the initial cheeky joke of, “Now?!” (Seriously, what is sexy about morning breath, morning hair and head to toe flannelette?), he smirked at me and said, “You don’t want to have another baby.”
And he’s right. Two absolutely crappy sleepers and a bout of PND cured me of that.
However, you know how you roll your eyes at all the cliched lines that come out when you have a baby?
“She looks just like you!” (Seriously, she’s been out of me for all of about 24 hours and still looks like a shriveled up alien baby!)
“I don’t know how my children survived without all these books/websites/baby monitors/safety junk...blah blah blah.”
And of course, “Enjoy it, the time is gone in the blink of an eye.”
And you know what...that one is true. It feels like the blink of an eye.
So much has happened in the last six years..sleepless night after sleepless night, two trips to John Hunter for emergency surgery (one in the Westpac helicopter, Bless those amazing people!), two years of pre school, one year of school, a Harry Potter obsession and now here we are…..in the blink of an eye.