Let me start by saying how much I love my son.
Now that that is out of the way... My goodness. This kid can cling. He was my ghost child! Drifting from room to room, doing his own thing. "where's Abbott?" "I don't know... playing somewhere".
Now he's constantly touching me. He has to be touching me. "where you going Mom?" "mom" "Mom, I love you" "mom, look at this dinosaur" "mom, you look so beautiful today" "mom, listen to me sing this song" "mom, don't leave me" "mom, can I have more juice?" "Mom mom mom mom mom mom" AHHHH!!!
It's cute, don't get me wrong. I'm doing my best to savor these moments where I'm his whole world, but other times... like when I'm trying to shower, or when I'm trying to make dinner, or read a book, it becomes less cute. It started at Christmas vacation. I don't know if having Brett around caused him to worry about me leaving, and then I did leave for a day, and he became much worse.
He reminds me of that SNL skit where Bedelia (Nasim Pedrad) loves her mom (Tina Fey) more than her friends, and keeps hanging out with her. Her Mom is constantly trying to get her to be with her friends, but she just loves her so much and keeps praising her to her friends etc. (p.s. you should really look that skit up, it's hilarious)
Honestly, this isn't a huge complaint though. Abbott is adorable. He's currently sucking him thumb pressed against my leg watching me type. When I walk into a room he lights up, laughs, and runs to me. He always wants to cuddle, and he gets extremely jealous of anyone who is near me. I'm sure if I let him stay up, he'd be like Edward Cullen and watch me sleep.
I think this will be one of those things where I'll miss it deeply when it's gone, and he's a teenager that curses my name and tells me he hates me.
It's official... I'll just love it while it lasts.