Tomorrow my boy turns 10, he is nearly 5ft tall and wears a size 7 shoe, he is no longer a baby. But lets be honest, he'll always be my baby and boy do I love him.
I remember six years ago when I had the twins and JJ was being so challenging, aged 4 and these two noisy monsters arrive that steal all his limelight. He did not find it easy to deal with them and I recall asking my Mum how I would know if I still loved him as he made me so cross at times with his acting out and naughtiness. At that time I learnt you never stop loving them even when they make you cross and wear you out.