Cereal makes me cry

One day I woke up and went to the kitchen to make blueberry muffins. Yes, with real blueberries, I bake, therefore I'm fat. Anyway, on the table was a bowl and spoon and a little box of cereal for each kid. Since this is something we do for the kids, I just assumed Don did it after I went to bed. While making my mffins, Avery mentioned that she didn't think she was going to be able to reach the cereal, but she did. The cereal is kept on the top of the fridge. I turned to look at her. "You got the cereal?" "Yup, and the bowls and spoons, too." I started to tear up a little bit, and she noticed. She then looks at me and says, "Mom, why don't you want me to do big girl things?"
Yup, totaly lost it. I'm sobbing like a sissy and she's staring at me confused as ever. I hug her and start babbling about how I want to take care of her forever but she's growing up and I have to let her and blah blah blah... She hugs me back and says very softly, "Well I AM almost 7." I told her that it's a mom's job to make their kids be good grownups, so I must be doing my job right....

Then at lunch, Seth and Avery bust out a loaf of bread and Miracle Whip and deli meats and cheeses and make themselves a sandwich. HOLD THE PHONE!! Now they both went and grew up on me!! More tears, but I hid in the living room so they wouldn't see me cry, lol.

I know as moms we long for them to grow up, and for them to have a little self sufficiency. But then it actually happens! It's a little glimmer of realization that one day they won't "need us" anymore. It's kinda scary for me. I don't really like it much. But, I know it has to happen. So I will try and sit back, and watch them grow. Watch them mature and become more responsible. ...At least I still have Ravyn...

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