stranger danger

the other day, momo hung out with a friend of ours for a few minutes.  apparently, as soon as shane left him there on his own with this friend, mo started screaming. he screamed the whole time shane had stepped out.  now, i know i should have probably felt bad for the poor little baby, but i didn't.  :O9  he was not in any sort of danger, and i sort of believe that he doesn't even notice that i'm around like 80% of the time.  so, hearing about the screaming was kind of funny to me.  i also felt an odd sense of pride that our precocious son has had his first real brush with separation anxiety. i did feel kind of bad for the friend though.  i mean, no matter how comfortable you are with babies, it just isn't entirely fun to hold a screaming child for any length of time.

i think this separation anxiety has also kind of crept into our sleep times a bit.  that is what makes this phase not fun, i suppose.  all. the. screaming.  most naps and most nights, lil mo is a sleeping champion.  i mean, he could win medals, he's so good at it (thank you baby whisperer and babywise!).  but some nights.  geez, oh pete.  it's like we've gone back to the miserable newborn days.  all. the. screaming.  but, you know, separation anxiety is just a shot-in-the-dark as to what might be happening these days.  could be teething.  could be gas.  could be his cold.  could be sore muscles from his immunizations. could be sore muscles from learning all the mad baby skillz.  could be the caffeine i had earlier in the day.  or the milk.  could be the big C (constipation), could be that he doesn't like his outfit.  who really knows.  it shall remain a mystery forever and ever amen.

love,
me