Molly is her clingy, separation anxiety stage - her "I want mommy to hold me all the time and no one else - and don't you dare leave the room because I will wail and cry buckets of unending tears" stage. I'm not complaining (much) because don't get me wrong, I love Molly more than anything on the face of the planet (except Peter of course). It's just hard for me to get anything done with two hands. So we've adjusted to doing things with one hand while Molly is on the hip. (But I didn't mention my back hurting from carrying her so much - all of 14 lbs. that she is - man do I need to work out or what?)
People tell me that most every child will go through this stage. I just wonder if it's worse because I work everyday and leave her with the babysitter (which is my wonderful sister). But she doesn't seem to mind being away from me during the day - she plays with cousin Rielyn and Chrissey is her second mom anyway. But when she sees me walk through the door, her mommy radar goes off and you'd better hand me the buckets so I can catch her crying tears.
I'm very touched and moved by the fact that she is so attached to me. That makes me feel very wanted and special. It's also a special bond that we share. Sometimes, though, I just need a break. A break like every mom needs. Time to relax and do a few housework.
So I'm entertaining the idea of a housekeeper, a massage-therapist and a chiropractor (with a million dollar salary of course)!
I love molly! I wouldn't trade her for the world!
Yeah, it's not very much fun for me. So far, the only way to defeat mommy-radar is quickly distracting her with shiny flashy objects (flares) or Cheerios (chaff). It's not always fool-proof, but works much of the time.
-Peter
Posted by: Peter at May 5, 2004 12:21 PM