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A bolt out of the blue. A shock from a toddler.
A few weeks ago, Beta-chan suddenly went through a phase where no one but Daddy would do. As may be typical and certainly imaginable, she strongly objected to a hand-off from Daddy to her aunt, but then she started to cry even if Mommy took over. The biggest shock was when she refused to walk with Mommy.
Naturally, the woman who carried her for nine-months and has breast fed for more than a year more was less than trilled by this development. Daddy was secretly smug, while saying appropriately sympathetic responses.
Today was daughter pay-back day. Daddy was not the person she wanted. Her back arched and her cries increased as she attempted in vain to veto the change. Her fuss didn’t last too long, and Daddy and daughter shared a laugh. But it was interesting to be on the other side of the whims of a toddler.
Which is why you can’t base your worth as a parent on the minute-to-minute reactions of a baby; for those who live by the whims, die by the whims.