This past week, Samuel was a total mommy's boy. He would cry for her in the morning, all day long, and at night. He didn't want me to feed him, change him, bathe in, or even hold him. It was the first time he's been like that, and though it was nice to have a break from taking care of him, it was also very sad to not be wanted by him.
BUT today, he wanted me again. And it felt like that week, had been a year. I almost had forgotten what it was like for him to call my name, and ask me to hold him. It was really nice. I had missed him.
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