I've had this before for a few other big life changes like going into middle school at the start of fifth grade and going into college my freshman year. For some unknown reason I did not have these feelings when I went into high school?? As an 18-year-old college student, I was having my mom sleep with me at night for a few months I believe. I'd have to ask her--I'm sure she remembers every detail!
My mom graciously gives of her time and presence and was here about a week between my labor (remember 50 whole hours), hospitalization, and coming home. Of course, the first night she did not sleep over was the first night I started to realize my anxieties of wanting her here.
Last night on FaceTime, my mom said, "how's my baby?" I said, "he's fine." She said, "no, how's MY baby, that's YOU, not Greg!" Sometimes we forget we are always a child no matter if our parents are in heaven or not!
Love you Mom!!!!!!
P.S. 1st bath last night...
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