Please Let Go!!!!!!!!

Why is it that we have security blankets? I mean what creates them in our mind and why is each one so individual? Take my son for example. He likes to chew on his shirt. He always has. For the last 2 years I have watched him chew and gnaw his way to holes in the collars of his shirts. Only t-shirts mind you. What it is about the collar of a shirt and pulling threads off of it with his teeth I will never understand. It is what got us through teething. I thought for sure when he was born he would be a thumb sucker or take a pacifier and I would be fighting my battles with those things. But no, not lucky me. I get to walk around constantly saying "shirt outta your mouth. shirt outta your mouth." I can handle "mommy i want my blanket" because he is still only 2 and he does need certain things, but I have almost had it with the popping of threads on a t-shirt. You know the grating sound of fingernails down the chalkboard? Well, this one habit is the fingernails down that board to me. I am sure we all have a blanket of some sort though. Mine used to be my hair. I had really super long hair, but I decided to chop it ALL off one day. There it went in 3 short snip-snip-snips. Just like that the last 10 years of hair gone. Well, I did get regular trimmings but you get the point. No more blanket for me to hold onto. Mine was jerked from under me like a rude awakening but i had done it to myself. However, when he was done I cannot tell you how relieved I was. No more hiding behind my "I-still-want-to-be-a-cheerleader" cover. No more "you-can't-see-the-imperfections-behind-the-locks" cover. It was just me plain and simple. No cover up. Just me the new mom who now was glad to have passed on some sort of blanket to her newborn, and hoped he enjoyed every minute of it. Come to think of it, I know that I will miss the day that I no longer catch myself saying "PLEASE LET GO OF THAT SHIRT!"