Mummy. Blogtober 7th.

My beautiful boy has been unwell.

He’s needed so, so many Mummy cuddles.

But actually, Mummy has needed them more.

Just so he knows.

Nothing, absolutely nothing is more important than him.

My precious little boy;

I grew him to life.

I nurtured him.

He is my biggest smile.

He is my warmest wish.

Nothing is more powerful than being a Mummy.

And nothing is more frightening.

So, here.

My moment.

Me. At my very best.

Mummy.

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