This week I dropped my wife and child off at a breast-feeding mother/baby group. As I left the building, I had this little feeling that my son was all grown-up. He was off on his own for an hour feeding and burping with his mum and there was nothing I could do… I just had to trust that everything would be okay and that he would be fine so far from me.
I know it’s a bit silly since his mum was right there, but it was the first time I was ever separated from him and it felt like a preview of sending him off to school…. what a scary, but exciting day that will be! How do other parents do it?!
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