There are moments in motherhood when something happens for the last time and you know it’s the last time.  There are also moments when something happens for the last time and it just slips away, with no announcement or realization.  Like the last time your little one holds your hand when you cross the street, or calls you mommy instead of mom.  It just changes with no warning and you don’t know it’s the last in that moment.  Big kid things just slip in, quiet, unannounced, subtle little changes.  Sometimes, I am not sure which scenario is the most brutal in motherhood.  Probably because they both are?  Tonight, as we put Z […]