Excuse Me While I Pep Talk

I need a little encouragement.

It's so quiet in this home today.

I actually miss the constant stream of "why, Mommy, why?".

There's a part of me that wants to race back and pick my little girl up.

I almost didn't leave my post outside the door to her classroom.

I set up camp after I left her crying.

I fought back tears as I listened to her scream "where Mommy going?"

{Yep, still crying at the drop of a hat.}

I was so grateful for the stranger who provided some kind words.

When her cries subsided, I took a deep breath and walked away.

It felt {almost} like one of the final steps in her transformation from baby to "big girl".

It felt {a lot} like one of my first steps in letting her grow on her own.