I have passed a "mommy milestone" today. The choir sang in church today, so I had to put Ethan in the nursery for the first time. I survived; I'm not sure how, but I did. What is really sad is that Ethan never needed me. I kept a close eye on the light display, waiting to see my number pop up calling me to the nursery. I think I kept one hand on my stuff just in case I had to run. But I was never called. In fact, when I went to get the boys when church was over, Ethan was asleep, snug in some one's caring arms. Oh what a sad day!
Maybe I am being a little melodramatic. In fact, I should be (and am) celebrating this occasion, as little as it may seem. As parents, everything we do is to teach our kids to be independent of us, at the same time as being dependent on God. Today in the nursery, Ethan took one tiny step on that road. And I am learning, albeit reluctantly, to let go of my kids.
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