Your umbilical cord stump fell off today. I was changing you and realized it was gone, and found myself simultaneously grossed out and saddened by this occurrence. I immediately called out for your dad to come, and he came running in asking what was the matter. After proclaiming what had happened, he excitedly ran over to take a look at your new belly button. I started crying. I was sad that this final physical connection between you and I was gone, and I was a little shaken up by the fact that your cord stump was floating around somewhere in your onesie. I asked your dad to please find it and dispose of it. He asked if he should throw it away or compost it; I said, ‘Just get rid of it’, to which he thankfully complied.