Moments that Mattered in 2013

Lloyds Bank has been showing it’s adverts lately about the big moments, so here’s one of mine!

Last year was a year of moments that mattered.

Like Max starting to sleep through the night, starting school (and enjoying it!), my big 8 year old boy getting that much more independent, as kids are wont to do when they get to that age.

I think the biggest moment that mattered for me last year took place at the end of August.

Max came up to me, looked at me with his head to one side, and then out it came:


Both the name and the signing.

My wee non-verbal boy came up of his own accord, completely unprompted, and called me Mummy.

It took until he was 5 years and 10 months old.

I cried.

Not in front of him, obviously, but once he had dondered back to what he was doing, I started to cry.

And I mean *really* cry. Big massive ugly snotty crying.

I called my parents to tell them.

They couldn’t understand what I was saying at first.

I managed to tell them between the sobs.

They were so pleased.

My mum cried.

I would have shouted it from the rooftops if I could have.

That was my best moment of 2013, without a shadow of a doubt.

What was yours?

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  1. January 27, 2014 / 8:17 am

    I don’t know what was the best moment of 2013, but you post brought me back to Spring 1997, when my premature disabled baby first came home from the hospital for a few weeks. She was 6 months old, and one day, just as I finished feeding her, she looked up at me and gave me the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. I hadn’t even known if she would ever smile, and like that I burst into tears and then rung my mum. Those moments are SO precious xxxx

    • Marylin
      January 27, 2014 / 2:50 pm

      Oh Candy, that just sounds fantastic! Tears in my eyes. xx

    • Marylin
      January 28, 2014 / 12:40 am

      Absolutely! I tear up when I think about it. I think I always will. 🙂

  2. January 29, 2014 / 5:08 pm

    Love this! There were a lot for me last year, but I would say hearing our baby’s heartbeat for the first time is one of the most memorable. It took them two nurses and a doctor to find it, to the point that I was crying and scared, so even though this is our third baby, to finally hear it and know that everything was okay was an amazing moment that I don’t think I’ll ever forget.

    • Marylin
      January 29, 2014 / 5:55 pm

      Oh Aja, what a relief that must have been for you both! I’ll never forget that feeling of the first kicks, and those later on, when it felt like my ribs were being used as a drumset. 😉

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