Picking my son up tonight I was regaled with his achievements of today. He was so proud and excited it was impossible not to be excited for him.
It got me thinking about how proud I am of him in a daily basis, even on the dark miserable days full of screaming and tantrums. I make a point of telling him everyday that he is loved and I am proud of him. We celebrate his achievements no matter how small they might appear. I talk to him about what he's been doing well and all the things he is going to go on and do.
I fill him up with a can do attitude and a desire to work hard. I know he's not even 3 yet but his determination and attitude makes me proud.
Yeah yeah I'm gushing. I'm his mum. I'm allowed!