When does a kid become a “big” kid? Is this a passage that all children go through? What if the kid doesn’t want to be big? What if they want to be small, safe and nestled with mom? Or is that a projection from a mom?
Why does big automatically also mean separate? Must growing up always means growing apart from our mother?
I ask these questions as we celebrate one of my kids getting bigger. How much do I let go so that it’s enough for them to create their own sense of self and how much can I hold on so that sense of self also includes me?
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