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By: Preserving the moment so that in ten years when he’s in trouble for throwing mud on a little kid, I’ll remember a time when he was truly sweet | Playgroups are No Place For Children

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 12:50:13 +0000

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Tue, 27 May 2008 19:08:51 +0000

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By: Favorite Age | Playgroups are No Place For Children

Favorite Age | Playgroups are No Place For Children — Wed, 16 Jan 2008 13:02:04 +0000

[...] there are some not so endearing things about age two. He has (and has had for a long time) an affinity for all things Daddy. Every morning when I go to get him up, he demands Daddy and [...]

By: Laura McIntyre

Laura McIntyre — Sun, 08 Jul 2007 12:25:00 +0000

Aww im sorry that happened to you but im sure he loves his mummy just as much .My eldest seems to prefer her dad most of the time to (except when she wants mummy milk) and i know how upsetting it can be. Maybe there is hope with Shel? , Eilidh seems to be a mummys girl so far

By: Karen

Karen — Sat, 07 Jul 2007 01:53:00 +0000

(hugs) As the mom to a teenager and a “tween” I wish I could say it’ll stop after toddlerhood, but there are still times when the kids make it clear that dad is the “fun” parent.
My dad was always the fun parent too. In fact, if I want fun, I go to my dad. But….if I have a need or a problem or need advice, I know I have to go to my mom because my dad just jokes and teases about whatever it is.
So moms have their place too….they just have to wait a little longer to see the results.

By: In the Trenches of Mommyhood

In the Trenches of Mommyhood — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 18:45:00 +0000

Ok, here’s the bright side…when you’re out to dinner and Peanut has to pee (b/c all children once they’re potty-trained have to survey each and every public restroom within a 50 mile radius)…guess who has to get up and take him? Daddy!
I love it when that happens with our 2 (Baby’s still in diapers). Not that we go out to dinner a lot. Hardly ever. But still…

By: Jennie

Jennie — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 17:35:00 +0000

Thank you for blogging about this- I thought it was just me- DS has always favored his daddy- if DH is home I am persona non-grata!

It hurts my feelings every time- but it only brings me to tears when I am tired, or sick, or especially when I am trying hard for a special moment and he'll have none of it.

Maybe Shel will be a mommy's girl!

By: midlife mommy

midlife mommy — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 16:57:00 +0000

My daughter rejected me for her father for most of her first two and a half years of life. Me! The one who went through four years of infertility treatment just to have her.

Lately, though, she seems to be balancing more of her attention between the two of us. My dad told me that would happen, but I didn’t believe him. It is heartbreaking when it happens, and I completely understand how you are feeling.

By: tulipmom

tulipmom — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 15:14:00 +0000

I completely understand your feeling of rejection. I was just joking yesterday that Hubby is “Fun Daddy” and I’m “Mean Mommy.” It’s not all a joke though. It DOES hurt to know that’s how Sweet Boy sees us sometimes. The fact that he and Daddy share many interests that don’t appeal to me in the least or about which I know nothing doesn’t help matters.

But your other commenters are right. They wouldn’t be “rejecting” us if they didn’t know that no matter what our love is here to stay.

Now go give that little girl of yours a hug.

By: Smiling Mom

Smiling Mom — Tue, 03 Jul 2007 04:43:00 +0000

I was there about a month ago when BC woke up terrified in the middle of the night. We were potty training at night and he had an accident.

It was that cry. The one that makes your stomach sick and the momma bear instinct takes over.

But when I tried to calm him he became irate. He wanted Daddy, not me.

That was hard, very hard.

But I've had a few moments here and there lately that reassure me that I am doing a good job with him.

Hang in there. I feel your pain.