Now, I am well aware that most of you do not care about, and are rather disgusted by, the previous statement. But it is an analogy for a greater lesson, and for me, the statement speaks volumes beyond the proud report of my youngest child's autonomous bodily functions.
What that statement tells me, and in turn, I shall tell you, is that I don't need to baby her anymore. What that statement tells me is that I have to be ok with letting her do her own thing.
It tells me that I still need to cut her hot dog for her at dinner time, and pick out a matching outfit for the day (although she's quite vocal in letting me know that she DOES NOT LIKE the outfit I've chosen). But she has mastered this skill, as well as the other basic necessities for being away from me and doing just fine. She doesn't need me quite so much anymore.
The message clearly says: Mommy needs to move on and start focusing on her own life again.
Now, she didn't just pee...she's had that skill down for awhile now...but what she did was independently realize she had to go, and make a decision to take care of it herself. She was actually IN the tub at the time. I was in her bedroom, picking up dirty socks and scattered toys, when I heard the toilet flush. She had physically gotten out of the tub all by herself, gone to the bathroom, and then put herself back into the tub again.
These are complicated actions, people! Gone are the days of thoughtless release! Gone are the days of calling out for Mommy's assistance! This was a moment where my 3 year old child realized she could solve her own problem, and she went ahead and did it!
Mommy sits here in a strange mix of pride and sadness, while Natalie plays contentedly in the rapidly chilling bathwater. Mommy had a job interview this past week, and Mommy now realizes, it's really ok to take the job if they offer it.
Because my last baby (this is the very sad part for me) is growing up fast and growing up well. I've done things right and now it's time to get out of my sweatpants and get a haircut and move on to the next thing.
Whatever that is. But the pee-pee was a good thing. If your not a parent, just think of it as her moment of success. And mine.
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