Woodrow is fiercely independent these days, wanting to do and explore all on his own and I have been trying to sit back and let him take (safe) risks even if it means I'm a stressing out about the cookie that might now be perfectly cut, the tumble he's about to take or the milk he's about to spill. It's all about learning after all.
For all his independence he's had a difficult time adjusting to more time away from me. We started daycare 1 day a week about the time of his birthday because I felt I needed a full day that I could dedicate to work without interruptions. It's made for a challenging few days (and half days) full of tears (for us both). But after we started having Mark drop him off in the mornings, it seems the transition has eased a bit. He's in a small home setting with only 2-3 other little ones and a wonderful caregiver, so we're crossing our fingers it will work out.
Between a constant stream of chatter (just like his mama), moving into a big boy bed and weaning, it seems all bits of baby are gone. (Except for the diapers - and I will NOT miss those when they go!) Our breastfeeding relationship came to an end about 2 months ago. Although I had been hoping to breastfeed until 2 years, I had to stop abruptly after requiring a CT scan with contrast dye. That dye took 2 full days to flush from my system during which I couldn't nurse, and after that the hard part of weaning was over so we just went with it. In retrospect it was probably the least stressful way that I could have approached the situation as I wasn't able to give in to his requests for "mama milk", and all in all I'm very pleased with having nursed until 22 months.
My sensitive little guy has also taken to requesting me to read Are You My Mother? lately and he gets all teary at the end of the story every time the little bird finds his mama. My heart! And so we've been spending lots of time together still and have ourselves a new Saturday morning standing date of swimming, followed by a stop at the cutest little bakery for coffee & vegan donuts.
Aside from the overly chlorinated pool, it's kind of the best thing ever.