The other woman...

I knew this day would come. I knew that one day I would no longer be the number one woman, the queen of the world, the person who no one compared to in my sons eyes, THE MOTHER! I knew one day I would be replaced...and that day came today when Luca came home talking about another woman.

Yes, Luca came home bragging about his day with "Aimee" from daycare. And how she is so sweet and how they had fun and how he likes her friends.  Aimee was all he could talk about after I picked him up. Of course my heart was breaking but I then began to think about the future. Time is flying by so fast and it is just a matter of time and he will grow up and have a family of his own.

And that is exciting because one day I will have little grandbabbies to spoil. But realizing that I have to share him with the world and there will be a time very soon when he wont want to hang out with mom and girls will be calling, is really sad. Most of all knowing when to let go and let him trust his own judgment. That scares me the most. But all moms do it (well not all but most) and it turns out ok. I will do it too and I will just hope he wont forget his mom.

But in the meantime, I will just have to listen to him talk sweetly about Aimee and enjoy the time I have now when he will actually still give me hugs and kisses.