The other day, my very wise TT pronounced that C-McC was no longer a baby. He was a toddler.
He's right, C-McC is no longer a baby and TT... you are no longer my sweet, chubby toddler. You are now an independent force to be reckoned with (I mean a sweet, adorable big boy).
Yesterday we went for our interview with TT's JK teacher (I know, Junior Kindergarten already?). It went so well... I was so concerned that school was going to be this huge deal... I mean, you're four! I have a hard time conceptualizing the fact that you are indeed ready for school (mama may need a bit of time, but I know you're going to rock the hell out of it). I enjoyed speaking with your teacher and getting a better grasp on what it is that you will be doing 2-3 days a week (thank goodness for play-based learning... I cannot see my TT stuck at a desk being told to sit still, behave and get your work done... not yet, at least).
As your birthday drew near and we were busy getting ready for your to start school, it hit me. Like *POW*, you are not my baby anymore. You are not my busy toddler. You really & truly are a little boy!!! To those that do not yet have kids, this may seem like the most redundant statement. However, I believe the mom's and dad's that read my blog 'get it'.
After we met with your teacher... we curled up on the couch. We read. We snuggled. We enjoyed each other. It was lovely and it helped me to realize that, yes... you are a little more independent. Yes, you are not my baby or my toddler anymore. But you do still need your mama. You need cuddles and snuggles and love and hugs and everything that a mama can give you.
And that... that helped. You are growing up but I will always be your mama.
Next week, when you hop on that bus... I'm sure I'll shed a tear (or two) but I'll be anxiously waiting for you at the end of the day to hear all about your how your first day at the big school went.
Happy birthday to my precocious, energetic, inquisitive and creative little man.
Love your Mama oxox