This morning when I dropped off Evan at school I did a momentous thing. I watching him play for a bit and then when the playground lady came out, I gave him a hug and kiss and then.......... left! You know, went home. (I know, I'm surprised myself).
I don't know if it's because I'm not feeling well or if I know that Evan can handle it without me. At any rate, I fought back the urge to turn around and just watch him. Every morning I have stayed and watched him line up and go into school (all the while fighting back tears). This is a giant step for momhood.
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