OT: Sad *sniff* My baby is growing up, moment.

"Mom I don't need you to go with me I can do it alone. I am 7 now ya know." I smiled and said "Of course you can, don't forget to wash your hands". And watched him walk into the mens bathroom, alone... My heart hurt. What if he forgot to shut the stall door? What if he shut the stall door and couldn't unlock it? What if??? But *sigh* in all reality he would be ( and was ) fine. He doesn't need me to go with him anymore. Not that he has needed my help to "do his business" in many years but still a public bathroom "shivers". Its just scary for dear 'ole Mom. He is NEVER out of my sight when we go places and I can't tell you the fear that I felt when I watched him walk in and turn the corner. Thankfully no one else went in while he was there lol. Would hate to have to walk into the mens bathroom ya know, and beat some one up *giggle* . So I guess it has finally happened. The "hand holding days" are quickly coming to an end, and the "Im a big boy now" moments are taking over... *sigh* Its a strange combination of fear, sadness and pride lol. Thanks for "listening". *huggles* Felicia =*0(

Consider yourself lucky that you made it that long. My FIVE YR OLD won't let me take him in the bathroom very often anymore. I hate it. I am a nervous wreck when he goes in by himself. Luckily he is like the fastest pee'er of all times, so I don't have to suffer long. I still like to go in the handicap stall with him and my daughter so I can see both of them. If this is not possible and I have to go to the bathroom, I make him go in the stall beside me and when he is done he has to stand with his toes under my door so I know he is OK. Can't cut those strings yet. I know how you are feeling. WHAAAAAAA!!!! Hugs, Tabby

I'm not really good at letting go either lol. He looked at me like "whats the big deal" and oh the things that crossed my mind at that time lol. *sigh* Guess there is no getting out of their growing up... *huggles* Felicia =0)

Oh Felicia! I SOOOOO know how you are feeling. Of course, my son is 14 now and it has been quite some time, but I remember when he did the same thing to me. Each time I had to stand outside the door and wait, I was almost frantic. Once, in Wal-Mart, he went into the men's room and did not come out, and did not come out, and did not come out.........I was FREAKING OUT!!!! Finally, I asked a nice (safe) looking male employee to go in and ask David if he was OK. David said he was, and the employee came out and told me. And I waited......and I waited.....and I waited...... After I could take it no more, I opened the door and yelled to him to see if he was OK. He said that he was, but needed some help............wiping!!!!!!!! The poor kid had been sitting there all that time needing help wiping!!!!! I hollered in an "all clear" and grabbed Olivia and went in to help him. Just one of those memorable mother-son moments! Hope you feel better now! Dawn

That was my next fear hahahaha something would go wrong and I would HAVE to go in HAHAHA. Great moment to remember though lol. I always knew it was coming just kind of shocked me when it was "here". *huggles* Felicia =0)