He's there when I shower. He's there when I go to the bathroom. He's there when I clean, cook, or sneeze. He's there when I try to do my daily run (I'm going to have to get a running stroller, because it's not working with a regular one). I even had to babywear him in my Ergobaby (on my back) while I strolled to day 1 of my town's annual seafood festival weekend. It's official: Grayson is a mamas boy.
Don't get me wrong, I love my son more than life itself. He is the apple of my eye. But sometimes mommy needs time to herself!
My daughters never did this. Cassie and Sydney are ridiculously independent, and always have been. Both of them started dressing themselves at a young age, have no problem when I go to the store, and haven't share bathroom time with me (not for awhile anyway). So what gives? Is this a typical boy thing, something I am not used to? Did my girls with their lack of "the sky is falling" hysterics when I left the room ruin me?
I'm sure that one day I will miss this. I tell myself that as my son sits on my lap as I write this, in 80 degree sweaty heat. For now, I'd like a happy medium. Anyone have a suggestion? I just want to have 5 minutes to my self, or at least be able to go to the bathroom on peace.
|The one moment Grayson wasn't on my lap|