Today is about my boy, my young man.
But is also about me and my man. We became parents 18 years ago.
I became a Mumma.
Making a cake for this birthday has been bittersweet. An early celebration with friends was a chocolate Jaffa dessert cake. There was no dinosaur, Thomas Train or X box. My boy remembers them all in great detail.
As we celebrate with family tonight we will welcome him into adulthood. But in truth we are all floating on this week’s mammoth hype, the new Star Wars film. It has been better than all the end of year celebrations apparently….
When my boy was five years old we lived in London. He crept downstairs one night and found my husband and I watching the original Star Wars on TV. He was mesmerized. That year turning six he had a Star Wars themed party with his entire prep class. Each boy bringing with him a plastic weapon and a lot of Jedi courage. We required some courage too to contain 25 six year old children, but we did it.
There has been so much in between. Many cakes and celebrations. The journey has been amazing. And in truth for him it has only just begun. Xxx