Life Is A Rollercoaster (and I wanna get off!!!!)

I know that's not how Ronan Keating's lyrics go, but I don't wanna ride it. 

It's not that there are too many ups and downs, twists and turns for my liking - although if the ride was slightly smoother I wouldn't complain.  It is the sheer unadulterated, uncontrollable, bat out of hell speed that it seems to be going out that freaks me out ever so slightly.  

This minor freak out may be being caused by the fact that, in just a few weeks, I am turning 30.  Or shortly before that my little boy turns 4.  Or that my little boy is starting school this September.  Or all 3.  Can anyone else hear the deafening screaming that has got louder and louder or is it really just in my head?? 

I know time moves on, but it was only a few weeks ago that I was 25 and holding my newborn baby.  Now I'm nearly 30 and he's nearly 4!  I am almost certain that one of these days I am going to go to sleep, wake up and he will be 18! (I'm not even thinking about how old I'm going to be on that day! 

As for this starting school malarkey, well that hit me like a ton of bricks in January and went a little like this: 
Mum: "have you looked at any schools yet?"
Me: *Blank look* 
Mum: "Schools? For Brandon?"
Me: "No, why?" 
Mum: "I thought the submission deadline was coming up?"
Me: "Yeah, and?" 
Mum: "And hadn't you better look at some so you know what ones you might want him to go to?"
Me: "Not like there's a rush, we might not even be on the Island next year" 
Mum: "What's next year got to do with it? It's for this September" 

The conversation went on and it was with a deafening thud I realized that my baby boy is not such a baby anymore and my mum was in fact right: Brandon is starting School this September, not next as I foolishly thought.  

It was then that I realized I had approximately a week to view schools and get my choices submitted! Thankfully the schools were accommodating and fitted me in for visits and, I am pleased to say, Brandon has been accepted into his number 1 choice. 

I have had people saying to me that now would be the best time to get pregnant because then I'll have the baby and Brandon will be at School however, I have quite a busy year as it is, so maybe the bump will have to wait - although my dream mind is almost putting me off of the idea: 
Last night's dream: Me pregnant with what was thought to be quads, but turned out to be 5!  I woke up this morning in a cold sweat. 

So today is Mother's Day here in the UK and so I extend a heartfelt Happy Mother's Day to all Mothers. Also to all who have lost their Mum and can't say "I Love You Mum" and to all who have lost a child and can't hear them say "I Love You Mum". Don't take your mum's for granted, all too soon the precious time will be gone and you will wish that you had just 5 more minutes, just enough time to give them a hug, tell them you love them and say thank you for everything they ever did for you. 

I'm one of the lucky ones, I still have my mum and my Child.  My Child told me loves me and we spent the morning watching my Mother's Day Present, Green Day's Awesome As F*ck =) Thank you little man.  

That is all from the mind of this slightly emotional, but loved Mummy. 

T.T.F.N. x