A lovely day with my boy

Sometimes I feel as though all I do is shout at Jamie and tell him off. Given the number of times he hears "Jamie, no!" in a day, I wouldn't be surprised if he thought his middle name was "no". He's just a bundle of energy and wants to be involved in everything, and that can be frustrating when I'm trying to get on with household tasks. I have to remember though, that he is just being a typical 2-and-three-quarter year old who wants my attention and doesn't always get enough of it.



So today, I left Daisy with Wayne's mum and took Jamie out for some quality time with mummy. First, we went to Pittville Park and he had a great time seeing the chickens, playing in the playground and feeding the ducks. Then, after a stop-off at home for lunch, we went swimming at the leisure centre. It's the first time I've taken him there since I was about 38 weeks pregnant with Daisy. He had a fab time and seems to really be getting the hang of swimming - albeit with arm bands and an inflatable ring round his middle! He loved climbing out and then jumping back in, making a big splash.

It was really lovely to spend some time just the two of us, and I definitely plan to make it a regular thing. He has been so fab since Daisy was born and it can't have been easy for him, suddenly having to share our time, not always being the centre of attention, being expected to be the "big boy" instead of the baby he had previously been.

(I was also very happy to have my little girl back again when we picked her up, and got the biggest grin and squeal, so I think she might have missed me!)