I’m…a mum???

Can’t quite believe that I’m somebody’s mum. When you think how important your mum is in your life…good or bad, present or absent, caring or hard, your mum is your mum. And now I’m that to little James. Mind blowing.

I hope…well I’m not sure really…I suppose I just want to be able to look back in 40 years time and say “Yes, I did him proud.”