Me, making polite small talk with a friend and fellow baby boy mom: So how’s your little guy?
Her, replying in an equally sweet tone: Oh, good, thanks. And yours?
Me: Great… (pause, wondering how this will be received, then not caring, because I really needed to spew) …but he’s kind of driving me nuts wanting to ‘walk’ all the time and not letting me put him down even to pee without freaking out. Weekends alone with him are exhausting right now. I live for naptimes.
Now she could have laughed and tried to convince me it was just a stage, or nodded and said, “Yeah, that must be tough,” leaving me feeling even more guilty about not loving and cherishing every moment I’m home with Little Man.
Instead she shared her own honest feelings about the loveliness that occurs as babies develop their own personalities and opinions (i.e. temper … Continue reading