So finally my baby is leaving home. When he's gone in the past it's been to university or to work abroad and he's always been coming back. This time it's different. He's starting a new life and this time next year we'll be in Italy getting ready for the wedding. When he comes home in future it will be to visit.
I hope all our children will always think of this as their home but second not first. It's a strange feeling but watching them - all of them - take the next exciting steps in their lives is satisfying too. It's all we really want I suppose, to see them happily settled with good partners and making their own lives. It's what we've brought them up to do and I hope given them a stable foundation from which to step.
But I'll still miss my baby!