Knock on wood

One of my biggest challenges as a mommy is the CONSTANT presence of Miss C. In the shower, in the restroom, on the treadmill, on the phone. Shall I go on? It is never ending. I was in no way prepared for this onslaught and have been overwhelmed to say the least.
And then one day this week I noticed she was in her room...by herself. I was in a totally different room. Wow. I about swooned when it happened the next day, a couple times in fact. And the next. And the next. Yep, this is no coincidence. It's for real. This is the kid who wouldn't even allow me to read in the same room. I had to be on top of her. I feel like I can breathe and am more hopeful than I have been in months.
But ya wanna know the kicker? I miss her and wonder why she doesn't need me. You want them to grow, gain independence and be their own little person. And when they do, each step takes your breath away...with the wonder of it all and a bitter sweet pang.