The baby is weaned! Whoo hoo!
(Now excuse me while I have a little sob over here in the corner.)
I’m really only a little sad about it. Overall, it’s good to be free. This morning I threw my nursing bra in the laundry basket for the last time, then dug through my drawer of bras for something pretty to wear. Despite having every band size from 34 to 40 and every cup size from AA to D represented, I couldn’t find anything that fit. OF COURSE. I hate bra shopping even more than regular clothes shopping, which is saying a lot, but I guess I’ll have to hit the stores. At some point.
The worst thing about weaning Little Miss Sunshine is that she’s currently in a major DADDY phase, thus compounding my sense of division. Doesn’t my baby need me anymore? Is she lost to me forever now? I need reassurance that we still have some sort of special bond, I think.
Actually I say “a phase” but that is wishful thinking — she’s been in this so-called “phase” since birth. She’s always giggled with joy every time Sir Monkeypants walks into the room, squealed with excitement when he picks her up. When she falls and hurts herself, she reaches for Sir Monkeypants. When she’s cranky, she wants him to rock her (or else dangle her upside down, which is actually better). She shakes all over with glee when he comes home from work.
Do I even need to mention that “Daddy” was her first word?
I guess I should just suck it up. After all, I still have Gal Smiley, who continues to be a Mommy’s Girl despite Sir Monkeypants’ best efforts to win her over.
That, and some nice new undergarments should cheer me up. If only I didn’t have to actually shop for them.
It’s nice that she’s Daddy’s girl. I’ve never known a family yet with 2 girls where one is Daddy’s girl and one is Mommy’s. I don’t know how they decide that, but it seems to happen all the time. I think it’s nature’s way of making sure Daddy is good and firmly bonded to the family forever.
Well, I guess kids are just like everyone else: they’ll always have their preferences. There will always be people who just click with SMP more than you, but that doesn’t me they don’t totally adore you. Still, I know it’s hard when it’s your own kids showing a preference.
I think what’s also hard is trying to treat all kids equally even when you happen to have closer relationships with some than others. I think you do a good job of that though. Keep up the good work!