There I was yesterday, making people puke with the display of adoration for my partner and today I am here to tell you that Franklin has a drastically different opinion.
For some reason, Franklin has decided that Dad is "un-cool". Dad's allowed to say "Good Morning!” but he's not allowed to come into the room. Dad's allowed to pour a glass of juice for Franklin, but he's not allowed to sit next to us on the couch. Dad's allowed to talk about digger and excavator and dump truck Halloween costumes on the way to daycare, but he's not allowed to hug him good-bye.
It's weird and I really don't know what to say. I can't just tell Franklin to smarten up and give his Father a hug. How does that sound?
"Hug your Father! Hug him or you'll get no dessert!"
Jeeesh.
Of course, I enjoy the fact that Franklin wants to hang out with me - but lately it feels like he wants to hang out with me only to not hang out with Dad. Personally, I wouldn't want D telling our son to give his Mother a hug. It’s supposed to be a pleasure - much like reading the comments on my site...
ahem
So... other than reading about the Oedipus complex, I've been perusing other parenting websites and this whole thing is as common as the day is long - which is a funny expression for me because the day is really never, ever long enough, is it?
Yes, this is called favoring one parent over another and I've read that it will eventually sway between the two of us as his ever-pleasant moods crash back and forth. I also know that this is only one part of the large quagmire that is a toddler's emotional development. Still, it's uncomfortable. It hurts. It sucks. I'm so eloquent.
Whatever. I'm going to go back to my little life of ranting and blathering and amusing and playing and stressing and whatever else my privileged butt can manage to do in a 24 hour day minus the 4/5 hours of sleep I get. Stages are stages. We'll get through this too. It's not like he's requiring an enema or anything - not yet, anyway. I wouldn't want to count anything out. He hasn't been doing much pooping lately - in his sleep or the toilet.
Sigh.
Sometimes writing in this thing is a pain in the ass - pardon the expression.
Wow, sure glad Naomi hasn't done this to me yet... it would break my heart. Although I don't think it'll be much longer before she realizes how uncool I am...
Oh, and you get four-fifths of an hour sleep each day?!!? Luxury, luxury. ;)
awww, poor D, that must be rough. My girl is going through her first hard core "mommy leech" phase, and I'm trying to soak it up to sustain me through the future "mommy sucks" phase.
Glad to hear it is normal, albeit traumatic.
ps- loved hearing about the lovefest in your home, it's a rare and wonderful thing. :)
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My nephew is doing the same thing. Lets put your shoes on sean "NO! Mommy do it". Tell D if I was there I'd hug him. I like his hugs.