Tuesday, May 01, 2012
Because you don't eat your broccoli. Duh.
He likes her - generally - and he's intrigued by her. He just didn't realize, all those months leading up to her arrival, that when she came she was going to stay. Like, for good.
Jordan loves me, and he loves my mom, but when Nick is around, we get kicked to the curb. He is all about his dad. Which is why I was surprised that he was so upset I was gone for a couple days. Nick said he cried easily, and when he was upset, he'd cry, "Mama! Maaaaaama!"
It made me think that since I'm always the one around, he kind of takes me for granted. And then suddenly, the rug was pulled out from under his firmly planted little feet. Although I'm not sure I like being the rug, now that I've put it that way.
I have this sudden image of one of those braided oval rugs. Like the kind you might keep in front of the kitchen sink, because if it gets dirty or greasy or whatever - which it invariably will - it doesn't matter as much.
And I'm not feeling sorry for myself at the moment. I swear.
The first few days, I had no time for just him. Every time he saw me, I had India in my arms. As the days have worn on, I've spent more time just the two of us - picked him up from day care or given him a bath or put him to bed. Eventually, we can go on adventures together.
Nick was lavishing Jordan with attention and adventures, but J was very emotional, clearly bothered. It's improving, slowly.
A couple nights after India and I came home from the hospital, Jordan began sobbing disconsolately at 3 am.
I'd just nursed India and put her down, and was lying down hoping to nap in between feeds...and there was my boy, sounding heartbroken. Since I was already fully awake, I hurried down to his room to see what was wrong.
There he was, in his bed, sobbing and sobbing. I leaned over and reached out my arms for him, and he sat up, thumb in mouth, tears streaking his face.
"What's wrong, my love?"
"Why?" he wailed. "Why did you put my bed in the alley?"
Posted by Lemon Gloria on Tuesday, May 01, 2012