When did you get so big? Not that long ago you were struggling to find steps but this morning you got dressed all by yourself. I beamed as you walked out of your room with a perfectly paired outfit; so proud but secretly relieved to see you struggle with the buttons on your shirt. Did you leave them for me?
My son heard me gasp aloud the other day when I saw a headline about the latest "bathroom bill" in the U.S. "What?" he asked. I said that some politicians passed a law that would require transgender men like me to use the women's bathroom, and transgender women to use the men's. His eyes widened and he said quickly, "But that's in other countries, right?" Yes, I assured him.
On one hand, I want to be excited for my son. I want him tackle obstacles on his own. I want him to learn from others what I'm unable to teach him. I want him to be independent and have life experiences that don't always include me -- I really do. But on the other hand, I want him to need me forever.