” I want daddy to do it!”…That’s what I keep hearing over and over again, lately. Our youngest is in her daddy phase – big time. Anything that she needs help with, her daddy has to do. “Can I get you some apple juice?” …”No, I want daddy to do it.” …”How about I –help you unbuckle from your car seat?…help you put your shoes on?…bring you to bed?…cut the meat for you?…”Noooooo, I WANT DADDY TO DO IT!”
Little things and big things, she wants her daddy’s help…mommy just isn’t going to cut it right now…and you know what, I’m totally fine with that. Maybe it’s the fact that she’s our third and I’ve been there, done that! I look at it this way, she wants daddy to do it, great, it means, I can go do something else or simply just sit for five minutes. Which any of you moms out there know is very rare in a house full of kids!!!
A few weeks ago, my girls and I went to the pediatrician for their yearly check-up and he asked me if our youngest was in her daddy phase. I said “Yes, very much so”, and smiled. What he said next honestly shocked me…he wanted to know if I was okay with it. I probably looked at him funny because he kind of mumbled to himself, “Oh, I guess you are not one of those.” ( Whatever that means?)
As our conversation and the check-up continued, he mentioned that many moms out there don’t like it at all and have a lot of trouble dealing with the fact that their child doesn’t want mommy day in and out. I guess, I understand it to a certain extent but I am a strong believer in the ‘it takes a village’ train of thought. I couldn’t imagine doing it on my own– I know, there are plenty of moms and dads out there who don’t have a choice–and knowing that hubby is there to take over when they need and want him, is a great comfort to me.
Right now, it’s just a “daddy phase”, but judging by our middle daughters attachment to her daddy(and her little sister mimicking everything she does), I’d say it’ll last…both of my girls have their daddy wrapped nice and tight around their little finger…they know it and so does he!!!! 🙂 They are daddy’s girls! I do have my first-born — he’s a mommy’s boy–in all the good ways…but I love all of them to pieces– daddy’s, mommy’s or not…it doesn’t matter.