With hardly a second glance, this once clingy boy goes to his first day of preschool. "Goodbye, mom, he quickly says."
And I realize, he's growing up, and I am no longer needed.
During the day, he fiddles with the remotes to watch his shows, gets his own snacks, and puts away his dirty dishes.
And I realize, he's resourceful and can do things by himself now, and I am no longer needed.
He rides his balance bike through the streets as fast and dare-fully as he can, plays with his peers, and non-discriminatingly greets everyone with smiles and witty comments.
And I realize, he's strong, loving and well-received by all, and I am no longer needed.
At bedtime he showers himself, brushes his own teeth, goes "potty," and climbs into his "big kid" bed.
And I realize, he's self-reliant and responsible, and I am no longer needed.
A mommy snuggle, some hand kisses, and an "I love you to the moon and back."
And I realize, that was really all "just for mom," and I am no longer needed.
A little bit of stirring from the other room and few minutes later on the monitor I hear, "Mommy, I want you."
And I realize, he's not that gown up, and I AM (STILL) NEEDED.