That's what I keep saying around here.
He really hasn't had an accident for months, which is more than I can say for two of his older brothers. Not even the traditional wet "dribble" circle, as most moms of boys know well.
I've been clinging to the fact that he loves his crib and binky (gasp!) and spends HOURS just
trapped hanging out happily in his crib because that is the only place that he was allowed to have the bless-ed binky.
And he has only asked for it one time in over a month.
Binky is gone. Done.
Boo. I wasn't ready for that at all. It was not in my control or my time line and it threw me for an emotional loop.
Because then I had no excuse not to take down his crib.
And there isn't another baby coming to fill the crib, so the crib is soon to be sold online.
Along with the changing table, mobile, and other miscellaneous baby items that I have no excuse not to get rid of.
I have commented several times to women close to me that I know there are women out there who can't wait to get out of the baby stage. They can't wait to say that they are done being pregnant, nursing and changing diapers.
I have heard them say how happy they are to have all their kids out of cribs and in school.
I'm just not one of those women.
So, I am not going to be afraid of what God has waiting in the next sweet stage for me and this awesome family He has given me.
But I will also step tenderly, and a little reluctantly, away from the baby stage - one day at a time.