Letting go

Just some nightly thoughts:
My little guy grew inside of me for 10moons. We were together at all times. What I ate, smelled, heard, enjoyed he did as well: when I relaxed on my way home from work to some fun music, he heard the music and felt me relax (maybe that's why he likes the spice girls ;-) ).

When he was born we left the umbilical cord attached until after the placenta was delivered. This was the moment, when he entered the world and I had to start practicing letting him grow up by himself. Then daddy cut the cord and I was holding my precious bundle close. He did not cry at all. In fact, he did not cry until his PKU testing 2 days later.

On another note - the placenta is still in the freezer - maybe next year, we'll find a nice spot to plant it somewhere special.

I will be there for him, but everyday he will get a bit more independent and then one day he will go off to college. Right now, I can't even imagine having to let him be with someone else (and be it is father) for even just one hour! Well, I need to get back to work, and although I try to work from home a lot, I will need to practice to let go. I am sure he will be fine and he has a great and loving dad; it is more me that I am worried about.

But, I'll learn to let go and see him grow up. :-)