I’m excited to be back in the Huffington Post with the syndication of my piece on a scary, frustrating time in my life when my toddler favored his father over me. Please check it out below, and click “read more” to see it in full on the Huffington Post site.
In anticipation of becoming a mom, your head spins with worries and fears, often outrageous and far from realistic. You preoccupy your mind with hazards as broad as germs, SIDS or stairs. But nothing prepares you for reality. And never in my wildest imagination did I expect this: My son prefers dad.
My son is 19 months old. He is my doppelganger from head to toe. He makes me giddy with delight when I see him, and shake with anticipation when I’m away from him. But when you put him in a room with me and my husband, he runs for his daddy.
I nursed my son for the first 10 months of his life, and our bond was rock solid. For much of the first year, he clung to me and needed me. I even felt bad for my husband, that he did not have the same connection as we did. I don’t know exactly what caused the change, but sometime after I stopped nursing and once he started walking, I saw his independence from me grow and his admiration for his father bloom.