We've hit another big milestone...Mason has been transitioning to the toddler room the past few weeks and we only have a few days in the infant room before Monday arrives and we move to his new room full time. I know he's technically been a toddler since he turned one...however this one has been hitting me harder than I thought.
I'm not ready. At all. Mason has been ready for weeks. And as I stand at the window in the morning, watching my baby walk off to greet his friends, interacting with them and exploring the new world around him, I wipe the tears that are streaming down my face. And I realize my baby is no longer a baby.
Once you become a mother, you can't count the number of times you've been told how fast your kids will grow up. And you mentally respond, "yeah, yeah I know." I think we all know how fast it is going to go...but you don't really have time to think about it as you go through the days, just trying to keep all the balls you are juggling from all landing on the floor. Life gets in the way of realizing how fast the minutes turn to hours and hours turn to days and days into weeks.
But then it hits you like a brick wall...a moment of clarity so to speak. That was my moment this week as I watched him go off into the toddler world and not really need me. It broke my heart. Yes, I know he still needs me...he still needs the hugs and kisses and the love and reassurance that only a mama can give. But he's taking his first steps towards independence and it hurts my heart. And to hear about him sleeping on a cot for his nap, following directions, holding hands with his friends as they walk from their room to the muscle room or seeing him all bundled up, playing outside on the playground...it's surreal. Because I swear I blinked and I went from feeling him kick in my belly to this moment of watching him through his classroom window.
How did we get here already....
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