*sigh*
A strange thing happened to me this weekend, sitting in the hallway, or on the side of the tub (at the SCUBA Hippo...), or wherever I was "allowed," by the little man learning to take care of business...
For the FIRST TIME since becoming a mother, his growth bummed me out a bit.
I should be THRILLED that we're finally boarding the potty train...hahahaha, see what I did there???
Ha! Sorry...
Yes, I should be jumping with glee that the days of SCORES of dollars going to diapers are nearly behind us. I should be excited that the times of cleaning someone's waste off their bottom are almost done. Instead, I became rather sad. Sad that the days of my BABY are ending.
Sad that after all this time, and yes, it's been a LOOOOOONG time, my BABY will be a BOY.
I know that he's still my baby, and that all that's really happening is that he is developing properly. But, it still makes me sad.
He's my boy...but he's my BABY.
Good bye, baby Ben.
*sniff-sniff*
