Today’s the last day of day care. On Tuesday, Bean starts preschool. This is the first time I’ve felt a bit weepy about him growing up. Other moms say they feel it when their kid sits up, or walks, or talks. I’ve always been relieved by any development that pushed him closer to childhood and out of infancy.
But after being away so much this summer I’ve felt such longing for my little Bean. He is a KID now. Babyhood is far away. He doesn’t remember it and I barely do either.
Sometimes I love him so much it’s painful. What a beautiful terror it is to be a parent.