My baby boy who is no longer a baby, I miss you so much.
I miss you the second we part in the morning and I get back in to the car without you.
I miss you when I listen to music at home and I don’t hear your excited voice asking for the Lego Batman movie soundtrack instead.
I miss you when I pop the tv on for 10 minutes and you’re not there asking to watch your programmes instead.
I miss you when I’m sitting on the sofa and I can’t feel your head resting on my shoulder or your feet flung across my lap.
I miss you when I take your baby brother to toddler group and you’re not there playing beside us.
I miss seeing your face light up whenever a song you love comes on the radio in the car. I miss hearing you sing along.
When I’m eating my lunch and you’re not sat opposite me, I miss you.
When I go shopping and I have both hands on the pram, I miss the feel of your little palm against mine.
When I chat to your baby brother who can only babble back at me, I miss the sound of your voice and the little chats we have.
When your brother is napping and the house is silent, I miss having you around to play games with and read books to.
At the playground when your brother is in the swing, I miss seeing you running around and playing on the slide.
When I look at the day ahead and know I won’t be spending it with you, I miss you.
Now that you’re in school every day, Mummy misses you.
I miss you more than I thought I would. You’ve been my shadow and best little buddy for the past 4 years and I just really really miss you.