A Toddler’s Mom

For the first time ever, we were like all “those” parents. We sat at the table with our friends – while our kids were playing on their own in our living room. We were right there – but we didn’t supervise. Very strange sensation after a whole year of watching Timothy like a hawk, ready to protect him from other infants and toddlers… now I am somewhat relaxed; somewhat certain he will manage. Perhaps because he goes to daycare now and has learned to defend himself (I presume) if needed. Perhaps I just know him better – he’s not the kind to get into trouble.

Whichever it is, it was new… and it left me with a funny feeling: a feeling of being a toddler’s mom, an older child’s mom, a been-there-done-that mom.

Slipping through my fingers all the time… (c) Abba



2 thoughts on “A Toddler’s Mom

    1. Tanya Littleberry Post author

      I guess it depends on other kids, too. With some other kids, I would’ve remained watchful. These kids were quite mindful and well-behaved.
      There was a 6-month old baby – constantly held by mom or dad or one of the other guests… now THAT did feel nostalgic, although it’s been only 6 months since Timothy was the same little baby…


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