I’ve had an attack of nostalgia this week.
I’ve been dreaming about university a lot. Which is weird. I graduated 11 whole years ago this summer (giving my age away now) and I have no apparent reason to start dreaming about it now!
But the feelings of missing the place have been so strong that I’ve even dug out the old photo album!
But it’s not just uni that I’ve been reminiscing over.
It’s the start of mine and Jay’s relationship – you know those giddy days when you’re head over heels in love and everything involves that butterfly feeling.
I’ve been reminiscing over my days on Heart radio with James that I enjoyed so very much.
God – I’ve even been pouring over photos of when Noah was first born! (It was only five months ago – get a grip woman)
What’s wrong with me?!
After much deliberation I know what it is. Nothing is wrong – I’m just becoming more aware of the passing of time. I think it’s an age and a ‘mum’ thing.
It has suddenly dawned on me how fast time goes. Those precious memories with loved ones. Flashes of times that you’ll never get back.
I like myself more since becoming a mummy. I’m happier. I don’t sweat the small stuff anymore. I embrace the little things. The milestones with my child and my family that won’t mean anything to anyone else, but mean the world to me.
The smiles, the cuddles, the way my boy smells and feels. The little moments between myself and Noah that I’ll remember till the day I die.
I’m embracing the relationships in my life that mean the world to me – with Jay my fiancé, with family members that I love and with friends that I cherish.
Becoming a parent does funny things to you.
And just for a giggle – here are a couple of pics from my trip down memory lane