The other night, after tucking our daughter into bed and giving her a kiss on her cheek, she very pleasantly announced, “Just go mommy.” She then turned over, closed her eyes and readied herself for sleep.
I quietly got up and left the room, closing the door behind me. Closing the door on my baby turned little girl. My little girl, who just like her mama, knows what she wants and is willing to tell you. My little girl, whose confidence will scare some off but carry her far. My little girl who, at merely two-and-a-half, is showing signs of fierce independence.
And I will celebrate it. I will allow myself a moment of sadness for how fast she’s growing up. But I will not deny her, her right to be done snuggling and ready for sleep. I will encourage her confidence. I will celebrate her independence. I will look at her with the understanding that one of her jobs is to grow into a woman who is comfortable with how God made her. I will raise her to pleasantly tell me, “just go mommy.”