When you’re covered in food, rosy cheeked, tangled haired and so tired you fall asleep on my shoulder, it’s moments like these I’ll forever treasure.
The independence can wait I want you to stay this way forever, dependant on me and glued to my hip.
I don’t mind you calling my name in the middle of the night because one day I’ll long to cuddle you back to sleep, those moments were its just you and me and the darkness of the night.
Gazed knees will come and go but don’t rush to let go of my hand whilst you walk.
The moment you call me Mum, I’ll think back to the first time you muttered mama!
When i watch you leave, I will ache for it to be the day I bought you home.
As you sit on my lap, cuddled in to me I whisper don’t grow up to fast my child the world can wait another day, please stay this little a little while longer. Let’s make more moments like these