This photo was taken in March 2008, when we finally got to take Alfie home from the hospital. He was 4 weeks old.
When Lex invited me to write about ‘Being the Mother of A Son’, I was thrilled. My excitement, however quickly gave way to mild panic and the question, what shall I write about?
I got to thinking and realised I could write oodles about the gorgeous, sensitive little guy I have on my hands. About his rocky beginning (born at 31 weeks) and the small but nonetheless difficult challenges that he faces every day.
But, instead I want to talk about love.
While I was thinking about Alfie. About him and I. I realised something important about the various men in my life.
I realised that Jason, my Dad, my Pa and my brother all adore the women in their lives. I have been a recipient of their love, whether as a partner, a daughter, a grand-daughter or sister. I cannot begin to express how incredibly lucky I feel. To have experienced, throughout my childhood and during my adult life, so much love from these men.
So, where did all this love come from? Is it intrinsic in each of us? Are we taught it?
I don’t know the answer. I suspect it is a combination of many things but I like to think that love begins in the home.
I firmly believe that a loving and secure environment gives each and every one of us the belief and confidence that you can tackle life head on. It has certainly been that way for me.
Now, you might be thinking where I am going with this? I am, after all supposed to be talking about being a mother to Alfie.
I guess what I am trying to say, is that the most important thing I can do for Alfie, is to love him. To love him so hard that he feels like he can take on all the good and the bad things that come his way.
That he can take my love and shower the world with it and when the time comes, he will know how to love that special (and very lucky) woman in his life.
Oh gosh, how very sentimental of me! What do you think? Do you think love begins in the home? Is it something we can teach our kids? Do they even love in the same way as us, their parents?
The gorgeous ladies below are writing about their own experiences of ‘Being the Mother of A Son’. Grab yourself a cuppa and settle in.