I have always been one of those people that never thinks a baby looks like its parents. Everyone told me when Riley was born that he looked so like Kevin, I looked at this little bundle of perfection and didn’t see it at all! He looked like a baby to me. They pretty much all look the same at that point, little teeny wrinkly humans!
Two months down the line when people said he was looking more like me, I again turned to them and said really?! All I could still see was a baby!
Nowadays, at almost 4 years old it’s a bit different. I still think he looks like his own little person but there are times when I look at him and I see myself, other times I look and he is the double of Kev.
Back just before Christmas we went out to lunch with some friends that questioned how on earth it was possible for him to be the double of both me and Kev at the same time. This made me laugh because most of the time it is only his dad I see in him!
I was always a daddys girl when I was younger, I wanted to do everything with my dad. Riley is the opposite. He is very much a mummy’s boy. Nothing but mummy will do. I do take great delight in being his favourite, but sometimes it is exhausting. So whilst he is a mummy’s boy through and through he does still loves and needs his daddy. I think whilst with me it is a comfort thing needing me around, with his dad it’s a looking up to him type thing. He is Riley’s role model, he admires his dad and tends to copy most things he does; whether its walking with hands in his pockets, pretending to play Fifa along with him on playstation or pulling funny faces at each other. It’s so special to see the man you fell in love with become so important to the new little man you have fallen in love with. Their bond is so special and cute to watch.
Its in the little moments where you can see the friendship that they have and hopefully will always have.