I'm walking. Smiling at everyone. Pretending that it is no big deal that I am about to go get my hysterically crying baby.
But it is a big deal. ALL the other babies were as content as can be. But my poor sweet baby girl was yelling for "mom mom mom" and sobbing. I immediately rescued her. I get the response "she isn't away from you very much, now, is she?" This caused a am I doing the right thing, parenting question, inside of me? Am I suppose to be away from her more?
Then I realized...
As a matter of fact. No, she isn't ever away from me. And I have wanted it to be that way. Not because she can't be, but because I don't want her to be. I LOVE having her near me all the time. [Okay, confession: I like having her around all the time, but sometimes I get frusterated and wishing for a break, but you get the idea.]
She is a happy, easy-going baby. And if she cries when I am not around, who can blame her?
She is suppose to be with me all the time. This is the way it is suppose to be. For me. For now.