Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Attachment

First, how cute is she?

Laure is nearly five months old now - I know right? How did that happen? - and she seems to be getting to a stage where she is attached to me. I can't leave the room or be our for her sight for long without her freaking out. When we left her with her grandparents the other night for a few hours she was hysterical. In some ways, yes this is slightly redeeming, knowing that she loves me that much. But for many other reasons I don't like it. Unfortunately there really is no way around it at this point in time. I spend all day every day with her. She constantly hears my voice, smells my scent (which by the way these days is a mixture of stale barf and diet coke). We play, I sing horrible made-up songs and the number of kisses she gets hovers around excessive. She knows if I say "One, two, three..." something exciting is about to happen. I know she can be fun, but I want other people to experience that too.

I know she is still very young and will probably vacillate in and out of this stage throughout the next few years. I want Lauren to grow up adoring her grandparents just like I did (do) I want her to have sleepovers and go on trips with them and not be scared if I'm not with her.

I know what you're thinking. She's five months old. Get a grip. All right fine. Maybe I`m the one whose too attached.

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