Rhys will be 6 in a couple of month’s time, and I’m finding that we’re moving on to a new stage of this parenting malarkey.
And I feel slightly out of my depth if I’m honest.
I feel quite comfortable with being a mum to a baby, and a toddler, and even a preschooler. I’m not saying I’m an expert by any means, but I’m quite comfortable with that role.
But this new stage is tricky and I’m still learning how to navigate it.
Rhys is starting to be more aware of the world around him, and about life and death and everything in between. And with that awareness comes fear and anxiety and questions that can’t always be answered.
One of his big worries at the moment is making mistakes. He needs a lot of reassurance at the moment that it’s ok to get things wrong; that a lot of the time the way we learn is through trying and making mistakes.
And I’m really pleased that he seems to be taking this on board. And his worries aren’t stopping him from giving things a go.
Yesterday we finally had a break in the rain and made the most of it with a trip to Brynmill park.
And we took scooters with us. Nerys had a brand new one for her birthday and is already a pro at it.
Rhys has had a proper grown up looking scooter for a while, but has barely used it as he’s struggled in the past to balance on it. But he decided he wanted to give it another go yesterday. And he wibbled and he wobbled, but he kept trying. And by the end of our second lap of the park he was so much more confident.
He was so happy, enjoying learning this new skill. And we were so proud watching him.
I definitely don’t have all the answers yet, and I’m not sure how we’ll make our way through this stage. But hopefully with a good dose of perseverance we’ll get there!