Clingy Babies

Posted on Jan 17, 2010 09:56:05 PM

I’m curious to know if you have a clingy baby?  What about a clingy 5 year old?

If you recall from reading here or on any of my other blogs, my children simply adore my mother.  I never had a grandparent that I was as crazy about as my kids are by my mother.  The oldest has always preferred her over me.  The youngest went through spells but he has mostly been a momma’s boy. 

But, in recent weeks, he had basically turned to his Nanny and it didn’t matter what I was doing or where I was going, he did not want to leave his Nanny’s house.  The older one as I said, has always been that way.

And then…………..

You knew that was coming, right?  And then, my mom and I had a little argument.  And, while my husband and I rarely argue, we don’t hide it from the kids at all when we disagree.  But, the arguments they’ve witnessed between my mother and I are way worse and always have been than anything they hear between my husband and I.

Since that time, both kids have asked to go to my mom’s less.  Now, my mom had a chemo treatment last Monday and she has been quite sick.  So, it’s not like they could go see her anyway, but honestly, they simply haven’t asked.  And, when the 5 year old found out that I was going out of town last Sunday (he didn’t know until Saturday), he literally walked around the house holding on to my pants leg.

By Sunday when I left, I was upset terribly because it was obvious he too was bothered.  When I returned, they were both just head over heels with joy to see me (needless to say, I went on many trips last year and they never acted this way at all). Neither of them asked to go to my mom’s at all this week.  Not.at.all.

They did go to church with her today as usual but last Sunday when they knew I was leaving that afternoon, neither of them went.  I couldn’t tell you the last time they chose to stay home instead of go anywhere with my mother. 

I don’t mean this disrespectful at all and I certainly hope that my children forget about the argument soon.  I don’t want my children to have bad feelings toward my mom. 

Our kids go to bed in their own beds but migrate to ours during the night.  And this past week, the 5 year old will wake up if I get up to go to the bathroom to ask me where I’m going.  And, many times, too many too count, he has twirled my hair in his sleep and just repeated “mommy, mommy”.  He hasn’t called me “mommy” in a long time. 

I have to say that having a clingy 5 year old is no where near like having a clingy toddler but I do hope that he gets his confidence back soon.  He doesn’t seem to be too bothered to do things like go to basketball practice with his dad without me but yesterday when they went to the game early to have photos, he asked multiple times if I would be there by game time. 

So, I wonder…anyone have any thoughts on this?

It’s been a nutty week….

Posted on Oct 30, 2009 07:50:00 PM

I know I’ve been MIA this week.  I’ve had the whole jaw thing going on plus it was Fall Festival week at school and my in-laws came to visit.  We actually knew they were coming but had kind of just let it slide out of minds.  And, without realizing what was about to hit us…there was all that homework you know…

Add to that this little bit of fun called Red Ribbon Week.  Monday was PJ day and naturally when your kid grows as fast as mine does…you have to go buy new PJ’s to make that day work.  Then, Tuesday was a simple ‘wear red day’.  I saw my doc about my jaw Tuesday morning and scheduled the shots for Wednesday morning. 

So, we hit the Fall Festival Tuesday night, which meant little time for anything (by the way of this silly homework stuff) and since my kids normally go to bed at 7:00 or 7:15, pushing the limit of just arriving back at home after 8:00 was a horror. 

Moving right along, the shots Wednesday morning and my mother had made Ditto Boy a “doctor’s” outfit (scrubs, too cute) and so we had to get everyone dressed and out of the house and then travel 90 miles to get me to the doctor by 9:00.  Home to crash for a couple of reasons, one they “happy juice” as the doctor called it that they gave me to give me the steroid shots plus the place was across from a Krispy Kreme and I only consumed a dozen donuts on the drunk ride home (yes my Mom was driving and I was just passing our donuts right and left). 

Wednesday evening my husband comes home exhausted, my kids are worked up because their grandparents are in town and I’m a bit looped.  So, anyway, we go to dinner and end up with yet another night that we don’t get back home closer to 9 than even 8.  I don’t even remember what the dress-up was for Thursday and with the medication, I barely remember much that went on Wednesday or Wednesday night.  My mom told me bits and pieces of my day but I really don’t remember much.

Boy Genius calls around lunch on Thursday and declares himself sick.  He occasionally has an allergic reaction to one particular kind of wood.  His eyes get really red and nasty. He has to take his contacts out and he doesn’t really have back-up glasses.  So, that means…..loopy mom, blind dad, happy kids and even more happy in-laws waiting on us to come into town and go eat again.

Well, Boy Genius doesn’t actually make it home til close to 4 and so we did homework going down the road.  I was driving, my husband is trying to call out spelling words but can barely see and we are headed out.  Since they were leaving today, we headed out, made about a 50 mile drive into another town for dinner. 

I was still loopy, my husband was now starting to get congested and he was just losing his energy.  We hung out at the hotel and let the kids and in-laws play for a while.  Then, the next thing you know, it’s almost 8:30 and we are headed home. 

Today the kids were to wear their costumes to school.  Normally my son is up way before me but I have learned to sleep through a few alarm clocks because my husband likes to hit the snooze over and over.  But, this morning, it was my alarm clock squalling and my husband trying to wake me up.  That NEVER happens.  Not only does my husband rarely ever wake me up, he has only taken like 5 sick days since we met 8 years ago..so yea, it’s been a tough week.

I got everyone moving this morning and we’ve made it to the close of the day with one kid spending the night at my mom’s because my kids seem to think that one of them should stay with her every night. 

I have a funny tale or two from the week……coming soon…..