bye-bye, baby

It's been a big couple of weeks in our family. My almost 3 year-old son decided to finally give up on the pacifier that we have be weaning for some time, AND he made HUGE strides in potty training (read more here). Both are events that I have been very anxious for (the thought of how much we can save by not forking out the bucks on diapers!)...and yet, now I look around for some trace of an infant with a heavy heart. I look at his growth chart marks on the wall and can hardly believe he is that big! Big beds, real cups, talking my ears off....One of his favorite phrases lately is "No, I can do it by myself".

As I am reflecting all of this earlier today, Jack came up and randomly said, "Oh, I love you, mommy. Hug, please. Kiss me". His arms reaching up to me. And, he sat in my lap and laid his head on my shoulder for a while. It is like he read my mind.

I think I can handle all this growing up stuff as long as he still pauses to love on his mommy!