Good new: Noah says “Mama,” knowing completely that I am his mama.
Bad news: Today Noah says “Mama,” with outstretched arms and tears in his eyes, every time I put him down.
It’s going to be a long day.
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I have one of those! She wouldn’t let anyone but me hold her until she was 18 months old, and she wanted to be held CONSTANTLY (not that she was – we had lots of tantrums *grin*).
i know… why, oh why does it have to have both sides? Why can’t there just be the good angle?
aww.. he says “mama”. I bet at first as soon as you heard him say “mama” you ran to pick him up huh?