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My first born is a teenager now. That truly blows my mind. Thirteen is such a milestone birthday – leaving childhood behind and entering those teenage years, with womanhood just a blink away.

These have been the fastest thirteen years of my life. You’re the baby who made me a Mama, who turned my world around and gave me a reason to build a new life. You were such an easy baby – the perfect first child. You ate, you slept, you giggled. I had all the time in the world for you and we had so many adventures together, just you and I. Your first child always has a special bond, for as much as I have taught you over the years, you have taught me so much more.

I can remember so clearly turning thirteen, those coming years were not easy and I hope that yours are so much better than my teenage years. As parents, we can only do our best, and we try so hard not to repeat the mistakes our parents made. I am not perfect, I yell sometimes when I’m stressed out, sometimes my patience isn’t as good as it could be, I worry too much – but that’s only because I want the best for you. But I’ve made a point of never blaming you for things that are beyond your control. For not putting too much pressure on your shoulders, or making you think you are responsible for my happiness {or lack of}. I know what that feels like, to be made to believe that you’re too blame for someone else’s mistakes, or made to feel not as important as a sibling. I want you to have teenage years full of fun, parties, adventures, friends and laughter.

I love you all equally. I hope that one day you understand how important you are to me, how all we want for you is to be happy. I’ll be there every step of the way, to support you in whatever you decide to do.

These are magical years. You will grow and change so much. You’ll learn that some people are mean, but that’s ok – it says more about them than it does about you. Look for the positives. Be happy. Follow your heart. Don’t do what you think others want you to do, but do what YOU want to do. Don’t be afraid to say no and stand up for yourself.

When I look at you and see myself in so many ways, only you are a better version of me – the version I always wished I was… more confident, more adventurous, less neurotic and wise beyond your years.

Remember to be kind, to yourself as well as others. To live each day to the full and to grasp every opportunity with both hands. Enjoy these years – when you have the freedom to do more and more, without all the responsibilities that come when you are an adult.

I love you!

Mama x



  1. Sarah
    May 18, 2016 / 16:28

    Aw, this brought a tear to my eye! My eldest turned thirteen last month, you’ve put it into words so well.

  2. Chrissie Curtis
    May 20, 2016 / 13:45

    Awww – They grow up so fast and in the blink of an eye it seems they stop wanting “toys” and want make up and young women things. My Niece is at the age where she is changing and though it’s exciting it’s almost as if they are letting go of your hand now!

  3. May 23, 2016 / 16:18

    Just beautiful. What a milestone I too remember being thirteen and can relate to a lot of what you have said. ☺️☺️ X

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