I should have been posting about this yesterday but fell into bed pretty much at same time as Sqk last night safe in knowledge my weekly Instagram post would be posted yesterday – thus keeping up one post a day in November.
Yesterday was as one of our friends put it the final milestone in Sqk’s adoption – from now on in it is just the milestones of him being our son. He was baptised at the morning service at our church – and as everyone told me afterwards was pretty good for being a three-year-old boy. Two baptisms yesterday but our lay pastor split them up – Sqk’s was after first hymn and once it was over and he had been shown round the congregation I took him out to the crèche until the point I had to go back into make our promises alongside the other parents. It was then he was a little unhappy – but my sister took him out to crèche again – and amused us all by coming back in with her younger son.
It was a lovely service – our lay pastor is an adopter himself (from foster care some 20+ years ago) which made it all the more special. Most of my family (except my three remaining great aunts – one of whom was 100 earlier in the year) came – which gave my Aunts & my cousins & their children chance to meet Sqk.
Following the service we had a party in the function suite of our favourite local pub which went really well – we wanted somewhere with space for all the children to be children (run around & cause chaos). There were balloons and we brought some of Sqk’s toys down along with paper and crayons. A great time was had by all I think. I did have to walk Sqk outside a couple of times to help him regulate down and one of my nephews got very frightened by an exploding glass (literally a balloon gently touched it and it exploded – thankfully empty other than ice).
My mother made a great cake – I would put a picture in but I completely forgot to take any so will have to wait till I can beg one from someone who did and then blur Sqk’s name. I will say Sqk now has a wooden Percy to go with Thomas, Edward, Henry, Gordon, James & Spencer much to his delight.
We did have a disturbed start to the night last night – DH got up to him 3 times before I actually woke up having gone to sleep about 7.15pm. Once I had gone in (he’d been asking for Mummy all along) he was then fine and slept through to this morning when we had a happy bouncy little boy who was happy enough to see me leave. We are expecting the next month or so to be hard as we do the childminder transition and cope with Christmas.