You guys...I jinxed myself. From the minute I found out G was going to be a boy, I started saying I was going to turn him into the biggest mama's boy ever. Umm. Mission accomplished.
This kid. I ADORE him. I love him more than life itself. He is precious and sweet and hilarious and beautiful, and I am so glad I get to spend all day every day with him. But OMG. He wants to be on top of me 24/7. ON TOP of me. Not near me or beside me. On me. And not even just sitting on my lap. Most of the time he wants to be facing me, arms around my neck, smushing his face into me. It is adorable. It is so incredibly sweet. My heart wants to burst with how much I love him and how happy I am that he loves his mama.
But mama's tired, y'all.
About 90% of the time, I literally can't walk out of the room without it resulting in tears. He's started doing his baby babble thing where it sounds like "mama", so I walk three feet away from him and it's instantly "mamamamama" with tears. Or a panicked "ahhh!". Like, "woman, where are you going?!? Why would you leave me here all alone?!?". It is unreal.
I'm not gonna lie, at first it just made my heart swell a little bit when he started it. It's nice to feel loved and needed, yeah? Everyone feels that way. And I love this little baby oh so much that it felt good to know that the love was mutual. Even still, it doesn't really bother me. But I'm sure not getting much done these days. And OH, my aching back. He's not a petite baby...hauling around nearly 20 pounds all day every day is quite a workout.
I'm hopeful that this is just a stage. At least to this extreme. Of course I want him to want me around and to snuggle up and hug me and give me wet baby kisses all the time. But I would like to be able to run to the bathroom without him freaking out.
But honestly...I'm not complaining. It's nice to be loved by the most precious baby in the world. I'll take the exhaustion and the sore back and the not-getting-anything-done. I'm sure this time will pass all too soon, so I'm gonna soak it up while I can.
Kenley went through a clinger stage too, and I definitely loved and hated it. It didn't last long though, so hopefully G will go back to loving you a ton without clinging soon. :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet baby! :D I've noticed my boys were more clingy babies than my girls. And right around the 9-month mark, they get super clingy. It's just a developmental phase. Your little boy will be running off on adventures away from mama before you know it! ;)
ReplyDeleteHe is ridiculously adorable! I have stage 5 clinger kittens... so I sort of understand the frustration lol. Hopefully he grows out of this stage, just a little bit, soon!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, he is the sweetest thing ever. Little mamas boy. :) If you don't already have an ergo baby carrier, I highly recommend! I wore Landon around in that thing until... Actually sometimes I still do and he's a ginormous 2 year old! Best baby investment I made. It'll def save your back.
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