This is the week that sees me (a) helping my son move into the flat he has just bought and (b) waiting for my daughter to get her GCSE results. Suddenly my babies are all growed up. What happened to the snotty noses, tiny fingers and high pitched giggles. Well at least I don't have nappies to change I guess. I feel redundant though, I don't think any thing else quite tops motherhood for me.
So what a great time for my husband to decide it's time to have a talk about 'us' and whether there is such a thing. Mm. Maybe come back to that emotional rollercoaster when this one is finished. My son was born on a Wednesday and it is Wednesday today hence the title. He took me to see his new flat yesterday with a few essentials, that is a TV, some wine and a microwave! Aw bless.

I wrote this for his birthday...

Little Jem

May, the month he came to me
Back in 1983
Wee and tiny, all brand new
(Now a hulk of six foot two)
Big blue eyes and button nose
Tiny fingers, tiny toes
Little Jem, a precious chap
Curled up neatly in my lap
Now he lifts me off my feet
And dumps me on the sofa seat!

He does of course think I am deranged and peculiar. I think he's probably right!!