Mom-son -1- Apr 2026

For me, it happened on a Tuesday afternoon.

I stood frozen for a second, my palm still tingling from where his fingers used to be. Mom-Son -1-

I won’t pretend it doesn’t sting. It does. There are mornings I miss the little boy who yelled “MOMMY!” from his crib like I was a rockstar entering the arena. For me, it happened on a Tuesday afternoon

He’s not pushing me out . He’s practicing who he is without me for a few moments at a time. And honestly? That’s the whole point of this parenting thing, isn’t it? To work ourselves out of a job. Mom-Son -1-