I was in the kitchen, he was watching tv in the lounge while I was preparing tea in the kitchen and I watch him...when he suddly stopped rocking, turned to me, looked me in the eye and said mum. I was screaming on the inside..woo hooo and holding back the tears I simply answered him with yes Wilhelm...he smiled at me....winked and then looked back at the telly and that was that....he never rocked again from that day. My boy smiled at me...he said mum and smiled at me. He didnt scream at me, lash out with throwing a car at me or the chair...he didnt head butt the ground..he searched for me, found me and made eye contact with me....we were winning......we were breaking through.