I fell off the Nablopomo wagon over the last few days. A mysterious bug kicked me right off.
Thankfully I had visitors who allowed me time to curl up under my sheets and lock my door. Yes, I actually have to lock my son out.
I'm not quite sure what triggered this last stage of his, but he's been incredibly mommy-centric.
All snuggles must be with mommy upon every wakeup (like that's horrible or something! lol). In fact when my sister walked into his room yesterday morning, he laid back down and said, "No, mommy."
Also, with family here, there is a certain expectation that I might shut the door when visiting the restroom. E thinks this is obviously unreasonable. He politely knocks on the bathroom door and then immediately throws it open or starts yelling "mooooooommy" if it's locked.
I'm pretty sure that these are common types of toddler behaviors. But, I must admit, I look back at them as some of my favorite moments of the day. It just shows me how strong our bond is which makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. My boy loves me.
Tomorrow is prep for Thanksgiving. Yay!