Nearly 8 weeks down the line I thought I’d dedicate a post to the one person I seriously could not have done without.
This person came into my life three years ago whilst attending groups at our local Children’s Centre. Her son is 2 months younger than DS and we called them the Children’s Centre buddies as we only ever met up here (aside from birthday parties) as we were always the ones that attended the courses run there.
About a year and half ago we started hanging out more (I can’t recall why, but I’m so glad we did) and more. She was in the latter stages of pregnancy with her second son when we really became firm friends.
Since then we’ve done so much together, only tarnished a little by a period where our sons didn’t ‘play well’ together and could only really meet up when her eldest was at school.
She truly is the most remarkably selfless person I’ve ever met. Despite her own mental health struggles she puts everyone else before herself. She threw me a surprise birthday party last year where she laid on the most incredible spread, even incorporating Slimming World goodies simply for me.
She threw me my surprise (only ruined by a random at a party a few weeks before it) baby shower, something I never thought I’d be privy to.
Then she did the ultimate.
Despite having two children of her own she decided she would look after DS when I went into labour.
As it turned out it couldn’t have gone our way more if we’d planned it that way.
She dropped everything at 7pm to come over on that fateful night.
Noah awoke in the morning and leant over her saying “Are you Mummy, or G?”.
She then dealt with what followed with what I can only describe as pure love for our little boy.
She had bought him presents (should ours not ‘hit the mark’). She took him to our usual swimming session so 1) he didn’t miss out, and 2) to keep some sort of normality. She then took him back to hers to play with them (this was the turning point for our older boys… since this day they have got on like a house on fire once more). She took them all to the park, to the car boot, to a bouncy castle. She bought him gifts. She took him to the supermarket to buy him what he wanted for his lunch and tea.
She messaged me continually throughout the day with photos of their exploits. She never mentioned the tears (though there weren’t many after the initial upset in the morning – he didn’t have time!), she just showed me the fun and the smiles and for this I’m most grateful for.
I sent OH home from the hospital at about 3 so he could do the evening routine.
He found him happy, full of stories and completely at ease.
I swear to god I have no idea what I would have done without this amazing woman.
When you have a child and don’t have parents nor a support network, life is full on and relentless and the prospect of labouring can be an incredibly traumatic thought and event.
I fretted for months over what we’d do. We had plans and back up plans but none were ideal.
This wonderful human being stepped in and took all that worry away.
I can not thank her enough and don’t know who I’d be without her.
When I get round to getting my children christened I do hope she will agree to god parent them. I can’t think of a more suitable, positive and selfless person to have in their lives.
I love her from deep within my soul and thank her from the bottom of my heart.