I realized yesterday that Erin can no longer be classified as a "baby" any longer. She now walks as much as she scoots, or more. She walks around for several minutes straight and is so proud of herself as she does it.
I am now the mother of a toddler.
Why does this make me a little sad? I seriously love all the new things she is learning to do and how smart she is becoming. I even have another baby on the way, so it's not like I'll be baby-less for long. But I look back on Erin's newborn pictures, when she was this little wiggly squeaky thing and it makes me sad.
Maybe because she is no longer entirely dependent on me for everything. Yes, she still needs me to do some basics for her (food, diapers, etc), but she is asserting her independence more and more every day.
Does this make every mother sad, to have children stop needing you so much?