Currently sat on my laptop in a lodge at Center Parcs in Cumbria with a sleeping Sqk upstairs and a yawning DH behind me on sofa. Almost a year since we took Sqk on his first holiday – also to Center Parcs (Sherwood Forest that time). Not had any swans visiting us this time but still had a great 3 days.
Anyway reflecting on how far we have come:
9 years ago we were within a few days of admitting we were going out having met at start of February.
5 years ago we were starting to try for a family with the knowledge it was unlikely to happen naturally given what I had been told in my mid 20’s.
4 years ago DH and I were discussing options having got the doctors involved but also aware that we had said from the outset said IVF was not an option.
3 years ago we had just had the initial visit from SW and had that immediate curve-ball of me needing to deal with childhood issues. So glad I work somewhere with a free counselling service is all I will say.
2 years ago this weekend DH & I were in London having had our first home-study meeting a week ago. On the Sunday we went on the London Eye with one of our great friends and spent time discussing where we might all be a year down the line (it was on her birthday in early February 2006 that DH and I first met).
Last year we were just over 4 months into Sqk’s placement having submitted the adoption order paperwork. We were happy but as DH put it earlier today so much more stressed about what our little boy was up to and intervening a lot more. Plus he was mainly in the buggy and not roaming free around the woods. We went to the pool once in our stay and otherwise spent a lot of time in the lodge bonding.
What a difference a year makes though – we’ve been to the pool every day at least once and Sqk has been happily playing in the children’s pools by himself – just checking in with us frequently. Today he finally found the confidence to try the children’s flume for the first time after spending time over the last couple of days watching other children come down it by standing around at the bottom. He loved it and just decided to go into a perpetual circuit of coming down and going back up the steps to come down again. We were both so pleased that he took the decision to try himself. Slowly h is becoming more independent – he can dress himself now (except for socks) and can undress himself completely when he wants to although he still finds it easier to ask Mummy or Daddy to help 😀 We are making slow progress on the toilet training but he does use it and provided we remind him to go often he tends to be mainly dry, although poo is a different matter. However to give him his due he has really only had proper poo since we took fructose as well as lactose out of his diet so is probably still getting used to the sensation.
Later this week I hit the big 4-0 which is a milestone that 10 years ago I wondered what would mean to me. Now I am happy – having met DH, got married and become a mother in the last 10 years. My life has changed so much….