Thank God for Weekend Daddy

I love to watch my 8-month old son interact with his Daddy on the weekend. Because my husband works all week and doesn't get home til it's almost bedtime each night, when weekends come around he goes into "weekend Daddy mode". I love it. I get to run errands without the screaming torment that is my child in the car, and I am out in the world alone for a little bit for the week. I get to do the mundane tasks that are maintaining the home- dishes, laundry, cleaning, but I enjoy it now because I can just do these things as there is another pair of hands now holding the baby and changing his diaper for these 2 days, and another person keeping him entertained that he can be with that it's OK to be away from Mommy sometimes.

The separation anxiety phase is not only tormenting my son, but it torments me as well since I can't do anything away from him if he knows I'm around or in sight. If he sees me he wants to be attached to me, either climbing on top of me or having me hold him. If I walk away he follows me on hands and knees. But when Daddy's around he is such a novelty to my son when he's home all day for these 2 days that he can't decipher which parent he wants more, and since I'm still around somewhere he chooses to hang out with Daddy til he absolutely needs me. And I love that they get along so well. It's the 48 hours of the 168 hours out of the week that I don't feel so needed and can sigh a breath to myself.

And let me not forget the weiner dog! She, too, is so excited to have the Daddy at home for the weekend that for 2 days she is his little girl and not vying for attention from me with her "brother". We can double up and each "child" gets fair love and attention. She prefers to snuggle up with the Daddy and I am child-less for some moments out of the day!

So if I can't say it enough, Thank God for Weekend Daddy!