Good morning from this yogurt loving monster.
He’s not super into solids, but give him some yogurt or applesauce and he is ALL ABOUT IT.
Ankur was able to drop Ishu off and take a later shuttle to work this morning. Which is great for a number of reasons.
The baby can get to his nap on time.
I don’t have to spend time getting dressed. I can just focus on feeding the humans and getting them out the door.
And, finally, it’s SO MUCH EASIER for Ishu to get dropped off when Ankur does it versus when I do it.
I don’t know if it’s just mama attachment. Or he sees that I’m going home with the baby and he wants that for himself. But drop-offs have become harder these days. And I’m not loving it.
Fortunately, the teachers have shared that he is fine a few minutes after we leave. (And Ishu will actually validate this and say, “I only cried for a little bit and then I was OK“). So I guess that brings me a little peace in my mama heart. But it never feels good when your kid is feeling extra emotional and you can’t linger to help coach him through it.
My therapist has helped me realize that these are all opportunities for him to learn how to regulate on his own. It’s him practicing all the tools we’ve given him and learning to be more independent.
I want to raise a boy with big emotions and a big heart and big feelings who can navigate them and coach himself through them.
BUT NOBODY TOLD ME HOW HARD THIS WAS GOING TO BE.
And you’re telling me I have to do it AGAIN with this yogurt monster?
Gah.
Seriously.
Nobody tells you it’s gonna be the hardest dang job in the world.
But it is.
There is nothing more complex and hard and crazy and chaotic and messy and complicated and and and and and and.
Okay, that is all. I gotta get this baby to nap soon.
HAVE A GOOD ONE.
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