It seems like yesterday that I saw him for the very first time. I was only six weeks pregnant and the only evidence I had (apart for the stick I had just peed on) that another life existed within me was flashing before me on the foetal monitor. I can't explain how I felt at that very moment - somewhere between surreal and miraculous I guess. One thing I knew for sure was that suddenly everything had changed - forever!

Today my gorgeous boy, my first born child, my only son is eight! Effectively that means I am eight years older than when I had him and that in itself is a strangely, wonderful thing.

Although his universe is all about Star Wars, Super Mario, Lego and soccer he still freely grabs my hand to hold as we walk together down the street. He is still lavish with his affection and often writes me letters.  He is my sage and guileless comic.  But above all he is endearing, altruistic and inimitable.

Congratulations!

Today is your day.

You're off to Great Places!

You're off and away...

Oh! The places you'll go!