I would say that Jillian is generally a pretty outgoing baby. While she tends to be most playful with mom, dad or grandma, she is usually willing to be held by others without much fuss. If I were to say she preferred anybody, it would be her dad and not me, and really that did not bother me as much as I might have expected.
Well this weekend, all that changed. I’m not sure if it is due to the newly emerging teeth, a lack of sleep or just new found separation anxiety. But regardless, she was all about mom, all the time. Overall, I’d have to say that I’m touched. As a working mom who doesn’t nurse, it is very satisfying to see that she knows I’m her mom and that she loves me so very much. At the same time, a little goes a long way sometimes. I was on my feet with her in my arms for so much of the weekend that my back and legs actually ache. And it is excruciating to have to leave the house when your baby is wailing for you. Even Jillian herself seems conflicted in her clinging. She is a rather energetic baby who wants to be on the move, and she is constantly squirming to get out of your arms. But once you set her down she starts to cry, especially if people are around. It is quite frustrating for mom and baby, I assure you.
I know this is a phase that will pass all too quickly and a day will come when I’m deemed a “mean mommy” rather than somebody to cuddle with. So I’ll pop a couple ibuprofen and enjoy it. And with a little girl as goofy as this one, it is admittedly hard not to enjoy it.