Sometimes it feels like they want to be so close to me, they wouldn’t mind getting back inside and being all safe and snug. Where ever I am they want to be. I can’t even take a piss without both of them hanging around, stealing the toilet paper or trying to munch on the toilet brush, saying “Mumma’s doing a wee wee!”
I have definitely noticed that boys are much clingier than girls – so if you’ve got girls, lucky you! But then, mothers of boys always appreciate the affection and closeness they have with their boys for many years – so it’s not all bad. The cuddles I get from my lads on any day are very special. And when they’re sick, well that’s a whole new world of cuddles, and Mumma is always the preference.
I was hoping my six day sojourn to Singapore would break the dependency just a little bit, because the reality is, I am the only constant in their lives, especially as Steve travels for work so much. But since returning I actually think they’re clingier. Bless their precious little hearts.
I suppose I’d just like a few moments of peace every day, just five minutes so I can wake up enough to embrace my day before the onslaught begins? I know I’ll miss it when these days are over….
Yours, without the bollocks