And it doesn't mean that it doesn't break my heart, more than a little, each time Samantha reaches for her daddy instead of me.
but really, I did know this was coming. it just doesn't make things any easier. She is starting to have seperation anxiety. The only problem is, she couldn't care less when mommy leaves. But if daddy leaves, even just to go in the kitchen, where he is still in her line of sight, she breaks down into tears. Even with me sitting on the floor playing with her.
This happened yesterday. We were sitting outside, just the 3 of us, and she was playing in the grass. It was hot and Dustin and I were thirsty. So he went in the house to get us some drinks. And Samantha freaked out. Completely freaked. She started running towards the house, screaming at the top of her lungs. But as soon as daddy came back outside, she was fine.
Again, later, we were all in the living room together and she needed more juice. Dustin went to refill her cup in the kitchen and she ran after him, crying her eyes out like he had just done the worst thing possible. I couldn't help it. This time, I cried. I mean, whats so bad about playing with mommy? Mommy loves her just as much. Mommy can comfort her and play with her.
And don't even get me started about when he had to go upstairs to the bathroom. She cried and cried. and then Uncle Matt came home. She RAN to the doorway to see who came in, and when she saw it wasn't daddy, she burst into tears some more. So at least it's not just me, right? ha. Easy for you to say.
She woke up around 4:45 this morning and decided she wanted to be up for the day. After a long, convincing try, we gave up and gave her some motrin. And then i took her out of bed to change her diaper. She fought me and pushed me away. She wanted daddy. Daddy set up her pack n play in our bedroom, and we brought her in there. didn't help. She was finally quiet and daddy said "goodnight Samantha". She was fine. Quiet. Peaceful. and i said "nighty night baby" and she burst into tears. Even Dustin is starting to get frustrated with her not wanting me. It's like she wants NOTHING to do with me.
And it breaks my heart. More than just a little bit.




