Last week, I got Alfies Moses basket out the loft and ready to sell. If I had my way I would keep it forever but because I live at my dads and there’s 7 of us living in this house we just practically had no room to store it.
I sold it to a lady by me for a small amount, I didn’t ask for a lot as she needs it more than me.
But when I gave it over to her, a mass of emotion came over me and hit me like a ton of bricks.
My baby is 2 in April and it only seems like the other day that I was cuddling my squidgy new born in my arms and putting him down to sleep in that very Moses basket.
I know that time goes on and people grow. But why is it so hard?
I love watching my baby grow but- time, please slow down abit!!