Profound Realization. . .

I'll admit it. . .this has been a long 2 weeks. Between potty training and Brey's 2 weeks in the field, we have tested each other. Since Daddy has been back, EVERYTHING is "no. . .Daddy can do it!" He even asked her to go tee-tee today and she replied "O.k.!" It is very entertaining and I know it makes him feel good. . .but when I stop and think about it, I find myself slightly irritated. This afternoon I headed out for the weekly grocery trip. As I was driving ~ alone ~ listening to MY music, enjoying a few "question-free" moments, I had a profound realization. Yes, this was blissful, but in three short months she will be starting preschool! These next few months are the last time that I will have her all to myself. I swear it knocked the wind out of me. I have been really eager to have a few hours a week to do as I please; I know it will be good for both of us, but I guess it is similar to child birth. While I was pregnant, she was all mine. I could protect her and make sure she was well cared for, but when she entered this world I had to allow others to help. This will be the first time that someone else will be responsible for protecting her. . .physically and mentally. What if someone picks on her? What if she gets hurt on the playground? I won't be there to rescue my precious child! I know this all boils down to being a control freak, but it makes my heart ache to think she would be scared or excited and that I won't be there to share it with her. I guess I should be thankful for this realization. . .and I am. It gives me a new perspective on our relationship. Oh, how I hope to make this time extra special. . .for both of us!