Whats up peeps? Hows life? Dad life is the bomb diggity! I love it, everything about it, I love it!! My little buddy wakes up in the morning with his roll call: mama, dada, meow meow, booka, tooka....bright shiny little face.
All is good! a few bounces in the crib and a flop or two on the mattress...repeat. Then mama changes the diaper (because he has to have just the right amount of mama time, before we can have daddy interacation time). We grab the bottle and chill in the Snoogle while we take in our 8 oz of whole foods whole milk, and then lets get down and do the dang thing!!
Now though for the last day or two its waking up very early crying or whimpering for mama. We open the door and he is curled up or on his knees laying on top of Fluffs, Blue Bear and a few other stuffed animals and a few of his favorite books all nestled in his crib. Pitiful as can be. It really breaks your heart, when you have to watch your child feel as miserable as he does.
As for daddy, there is little I can do, other than retrieve his bottle in the morning. He's a mama's boy, much like his daddy. Yep EXACTLY like his daddy! I feel for the little guy. Getting daily pictures from grampy showing his little pitiful self laying on the floor with his little cuddle buddies, or in grampys lap completely passed out.
These are the days that I wish I could stay home all day and just hold him, its days like today that I am HAPPY to be a daddy, and I am HAPPY that I have a son to come home to. I miss him when I am at work, but I love that he misses me.
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