It happened. My big guy uttered the five words every Mommy dreads hearing,
“Mommy, I don’t need you anymore.”
I don’t need you anymore. My eyes literally welled up with tears. He quickly rephrased it to, “I don’t need you anymore to go pee pees,” but the blow had already happened. One day, my babies won’t need me anymore.
At almost three years old and nine months old, it’s hard for me to grasp that there will come a time when my little boys won’t need me. Right now I do everything for them.
- Feed them
- Wash them
- Play with them
I mean the list goes on and on. You name it and I do it.
Once the shock of “I don’t need you anymore” wore off, I realized what it actually meant. My baby is becoming more independent and is learning and mastering things that we have taught him, so he can do them on his own now.
Pretty cool, actually.
Potty training, in particular, is ongoing. For us, it started in February when C-man started wearing big boy underwear. It’s a huge milestone, and we’ve had our fair share of bumps along the way, but this is a big step. He can now go into the bathroom, put the toilet seat up, stand on the stool, pull his pants down, and pee on his own. He even puts the toilet seat down when he’s done! (The most crucial step, if you ask me )
He really doesn’t need me anymore… at least not when he needs to go pee. He did it. We did it.
I know that as he gets older the “I don’t need you anymores” will only become more regular. I have to focus on the bright side of what that means and try to ignore the fact that my babies are getting bigger. It also reminds me to appreciate everything.
When I am exhausted after being up half the night with one kid, trying to cook dinner, fold laundry and pick up toys, and C says, “Mommy, I need your help…” Instead of rolling my eyes and sighing in exasperation, smile and remember that one day, they won’t need me anymore.