Embarrassing

Every week­day morn­ing, I take The Boy to the day­care. I sign him in, he gives me a kiss and a hug, then he runs off to his room. 

UNTIL TODAY.

As I was sign­ing him in, he ran off to his room. I walked to the door­way, because he knows he has to give me my love. When he saw me, he grinned and gig­gled, came out of the room, and led me around the cor­ner to the stair­well. THEN he gave me my hug and kiss. I asked him, “Oh, so now you’re embar­rassed to give me love?” 

His answer: “YEP!” Then he gig­gled and ran back into the room. I heard a younger boy ask him, “Did you give her a hug?” The Boy replied, “NO!”

I laughed to myself. But I’m feel­ing mixed emo­tions about it. My feel­ings aren’t hurt. I know with­out a doubt that The Boy loves his Momma. It’s just that this is another sign that he is matur­ing. I really didn’t expect him to get embar­rassed for another year, at the least. Guess things always hap­pen when you least expect them.

I want him to grow up well, but I still want him to be my baby. I guess I’ll have to set­tle for him being my baby in pri­vate, and a grow­ing young man in pub­lic.

Moth­er­hood is full of tiny, lit­tle heart­breaks!

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