My son is a Daddy's boy. I love that they share a strong bond but sometimes it's so strong that I feel like I don't really exist. In my head I know that I'm an important part of the family but my son is so attached to Daddy when he's home that sometimes he won't even go to me; he just wants to be in Daddy's arms.
As much as it's important to me that father and son spend lots of time together I guess I just want to feel like I'm an equal and acceptable option. My mother suggested that because I'm home all the time Daddy's like a novelty or an exciting toy that he only gets to play with once in a while. That helps a bit because it makes sense but sometimes I feel like my husband makes it a bit of a competition to see who our son wants to be with.
Now we're going through more transitions and they are all reminding me that he is growing up way too fast for my liking. Soon he'll be spending nights at friends places and my time with him will be shorter.
As much as this saddens me I have to remind myself that I can't slow it down or stop it. I need to be strong so that he can read his full potential which means someday I'll have to let go. Right now I can still grab the moments when he willing holds my hand and snuggled on my shoulder, things he didn't do before. I guess I still have a few years of closeness and snuggles to look forward to before he grows up. I just have to grab them and hold tight while I can.
Cheerio: He still chooses me over some things and does show me a lot of affection because I have so much time with him. I just have to learn to appreciate what I get and be happy for what he gives to others.
