....at the awards ceremony.
I don't often speak about my eldest on here. A combination of reasons I think - you may be aware he has special needs and I feel uncomfortable talking about those in this space. Perhaps surprising as I am prepared to share every other tiny detail (!), but this has always seemed, well, sort of separate. He is also a good reader and I would hate him to read something on here without my knowing that he may misunderstand.
Until this evening. Because to be honest I am feeling rather proud.
So proud I could burst.
You see he won 4 awards last night at his schools annual celebration evening. I won't bore you with what they were for - but they weren't the token litter picking or handwriting awards.
When you have a child who is different you begin a journey, perhaps one you never imagined you would find yourself on. And on that journey along with a whole heap of worry, some remarkable things can happen, and emotions you may not experience in the normal parenting realm are there. And tonight I am experiencing one of those....imagine feeling your average parenting pride but ten fold.
It feels amazing.
And he is amazing. He still has lots to teach me I think.