Splitting my time and affections between three little ones isn’t easy but every now and again I have moments with each of them that remind me that I’m as important to them as they are to me.
Once a week Lucas goes with his Grandma to our playgroup (while I’m still trying to pluck up the courage to go with the twins) and I get to spend the morning with my twin boys. These mornings are lazy and quiet and they are able to have my full attention for a few hours. I try not to do anything in this time other than enjoy their company; the dishes can wait and I’ll find another time to tidy the toys away but this time is special, just for us three. I snapped this photo on my phone while Brandon was having a cuddle on my knee. He was happily sat there playing with my fingers and watching me talk to him. The tiniest of moments that seem all the more special because unfortunately they are rare.
Sometimes I can’t help but feel that I don’t give any of them the time that they deserve but even grabbing a few precious minutes to hold Brandon’s hand, sing to Arthur or dance with Lucas can make them smile and that is what I remember as I sit down at the end of the day. It’s something I hope I always remember when these days pass and my beautiful boys grow up, that I could make them smile just by being their Mummy.