27 May 2015

Today You Turned Ten.


Every year, I swear I won't do it.

Every year, I do it again.

Because it's all you want in the world.

Your mates, your party, at home.

I sigh with resignation but, secretly, it makes me proud.

You're such a gentle soul and ask for so little, it would be churlish to refuse you.

At least, this year, when it was time to sit down with a glass of wine with the last ones having just left, there wasn't a shower door hanging off to discover.  Oh no.  This year, you all stayed in the garden.  We made sure of it.

This year, you all more or less looked after yourselves.  Now that most of you are ten years old or so.

Although it comes as a relief, there's also a sense of loss.  There was no hide and seek - the cause of the hinge-breaking calamity to contend with when you were nine.  There was no Gangnam Style dancing like when you were eight, but, thankfully, there was still lots of loud music.  You're still you.

It's funny how things develop - how you're drawn to the things you are and the other boys you connect with.  Watching you today with some of them who you've known since you were three, there was a sense of satisfaction and love that only having a family can bring.  The continuation is a comfort and joy.  Observing you all grow into men, your innocence still pronounced, is part of growing up for me.  I have never watched children grow up before, but I am witnessing you and your friends do just that.  And it's happening so quickly.

You wanted what has become your usual - to go swimming and to eat pizza.  The same people.  The same place.  The same thing.  Only with the latest Now CD, a remote control helicopter and the Harry Potter books on audio, kindly gifted by your Godmother, together with the Alex Ryder ones and anything else suitable for your reading age of 14.  You're amazing.

It's so simple what a child can ask for - they want each other now.  Your brother tagged along, as always, never leaving your side and driving you mad with frustration.  You worried about him when he was out of your sight, complained he was annoying you when he wasn't!  Brotherly love.  Sibling rivalry.  Whatevs.  We're right in it.  We're in the nitty gritty of childhood.  When things are complicated, hormonal and a on a whole new plane from the 'little' days.

You want your space or 'alone time' as it's called now.  You are shunning all our favourite films and asking for those rated for older children.  Toy Story has been traded for Transformers.  You choose Tron Legacy over the Lego movie and Raiders of the Lost Ark instead of Rio.  I am gutted, but we cuddle up nevertheless.  It's making your little brother mature more quickly.  I grab every possible moment I can before you're both gone.

Motherhood is more enjoyable than ever.  It's all too exhausting in the early days.  By the time we find our feet, you're moving on already!  We have to hold on to our moments and savour them, forming a firm memory of them and hope we are making meaningful ones for you.

Now you are ten, you will be forming your own.  What will you see when you look back?  Will you feel the sunshine that we were blessed with today?  Will you remember the discussion over which toppings to order?  How you read the ingredients of the ice cream you chose for dessert to see if it was safe for your friend with a soy allergy and when you discovered it wasn't how you bought strawberries and cream for him too?

You caught me today - watching you, several times.  I didn't try to be discreet.  I want you to know I was there, doing exactly that, not missing this, the day you turned ten.


older single mum blog,

Happy birthday my darling boy,

Lots and lots of love,

Mummy,
XXXXX.

Thank you, thank you, thank you to all of you who voted this blog into the final five of the Best Writer category of the Brilliance in Blogging Awards.  I am enormously touched, grateful and bewildered, but overjoyed.  When I gave up my job in the city because I kept losing my voice, who'd have thought it would turn up here?!  Thank you, again. XXX

22 comments:

  1. Happy Birthday wishes to your eldest son - it sounds as though his party was a huge success. Well done to you for being so brave x

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    1. Thank you - and I've never thought of it as brave - just foolish! ;) xx

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  2. Such a beautiful post and a gorgeous boy. Package posted today. Mich x

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  3. What a lovely post Anya and aa big Happy Birthday to your lovely boy. xx

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    1. Thank you. It's one of those that just came out really late at night :) xx

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  4. Happy birthday to your super boy! A lovely post. I hope he reads it when he's older. :)

    Well done on the blogging finals. I voted for you, so well done me too. :)

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    1. Thank you - will show him all this. I intend to print it off for him! And thank you for your vote - each one is cherished :) xx

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  5. I read this earlier on my phone, and wow, it made me cry. Aaron turns 5 very soon. I can only begin to imagine what 10 must feel like. Having met you and your gorgeous boys several times, I can really relate to the emotion you so beautifully express here. Happy Birthday to your amazing son, and hello to his wonderful sidekick xxx

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    1. Thank you Liska and I didn't mean to make you cry, sorry. On the contrary! XX

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  6. I have experienced each year of motherhood just getting better and bettter. I'm glad to see it continues. I'm also seeing that independence thing and mine is only 6. It's lovely to read a motherhood post that I so identify with even though it's about you and yout boy. Happy birthday to your lovely son. xxx

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    1. Thank you Rachel - it really does continue and I am glad you identify with this. Being older mothers, I think we are more clingy! xxx

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  7. Just had a little weep. Happy birthday to your gorgeous little man. He may be ten but he will always be your baby....even when he grows a beard and has kids of his own!
    And you're never too old for Buzz Lightyear.
    Lush post.x

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    1. Bless you Katy, thanks - and you're right! xx

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  8. Goes without saying that it is a beautifully written post but, more importantly, that cake looks LUSH!! xx

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    1. Oh thank you and I can't take credit for the latter - that was his godmother too - chosen over me! X

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  9. Gulp! This is beautiful. Treasure your boys, hold them tight if they let you, just love them and love them and love them a bit more.

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  10. What a beautiful post, I'm sobbing. So hard to let them grow up - I don't think I'll ever get the hang of it - but so wonderful at the same time. A belated happy birthday to your lovely boy x

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    1. Oh thank you! I don't know why other people are crying! It's true that the best is yet to come but hard that the changes come before we are ready for them! x

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  11. That is so beautiful and brought tears to my eyes. My youngest son will turn ten this summer and heads off to secondary school in September and it seems like only yesterday that he was a baby. Where does the time go?

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    1. Oh thank you. As it's your youngest it must be even harder and compounded with your eldest in NZ xx

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