Yes, I’m that mom—the one who hangs back after dropping my son off at pre-K, lingering in the bathroom while he washes his hands. I pull out a paper towel for him, turn off the faucet, and ensure every bit of soap is rinsed from his sweet little hands.
I’m the mom who walks him to the breakfast table, announcing the menu even though it’s clear. While other kids sit down, pouring their own cereal and milk, I lay out a Styrofoam bowl, a plastic spoon, and a napkin for him. I guide his hand as he pours the cereal, squatting next to him while he eats, asking about his day ahead and what we’ll do together later.
I’m the mom who stays until he’s ready to say goodbye. If he asks me not to go, I gently lean my forehead against his, telling him we’re locking our thoughts together. Whenever he thinks of me, I’ll think of him too. I shower him with kisses and hugs, assuring him they’ll stick with him throughout the morning—even after I leave. I often find myself being the last parent left at pre-K while others rush off.
Tomorrow, I might leave a bit earlier. Perhaps I’ll step back after he washes his hands and let him ask the teacher for help at breakfast if needed. Or maybe I won’t. Maybe my routine of caring for him at school will continue for a few more weeks or months. Honestly, I’m unconcerned about it. There’s no need to track these moments or enforce drastic changes. My son will naturally begin to seek independence when he’s ready, and before I know it, he’ll be immersed in conversation with a friend, not even noticing my presence.
Just like my 9-year-old, who sometimes allows a kiss good-bye before dashing off to join his peers. I’ve stopped apologizing for being the nurturing mom. I’m done comparing my son to other children, whether at pre-K, the playground, or online. He will only be this little for a brief time, and only we know when our moments of closeness will transition.
We are engaged in our unique mother-son dance—sometimes moving in sync, other times drifting apart only to reconnect again. The steps we take are instinctual and driven by love. What I do for my son provides him comfort, and why shouldn’t I offer that? It helps ease his daily separations as he adjusts to being away from me.
The world can feel daunting, which may lead some parents to push for independence sooner. Yet, it’s precisely why I want to provide him with the reassurance of my presence for as long as I can. I know I could encourage him to grow up faster without any negative impact. But I choose to take things at his pace, simply because I can and because he wants me to.
Soon enough, he won’t desire my closeness anymore, and I know I will miss those moments deeply. For more insights into navigating parenthood, check out this other blog post here. If you’re looking for at-home insemination options, consider visiting Make a Mom for their reputable at-home insemination syringe kits. Also, for comprehensive information, American Pregnancy offers excellent resources on pregnancy and home insemination.
In summary, I choose to cherish these moments with my son for as long as he allows me. Our bond is unique, and the comfort it brings him is immeasurable.