Sadie has entered a new stage.
Now when I scold Sadie she immediately asks for "dadda."
Whenever she hurts herself she needs dadda to come to the rescue.
When Logan comes home after work Sadie runs to the door and jumps on him screaming "dadda! dadda! dadda!"
In the morning she wakes up and immediately asks for dadda.
I'm starting to feel like chopped liver around here. (This expression has always irked me... I love chopped liver. At my house chopped liver is eaten first, with a spoon preferably. Where the hell did this expression come from anyway? It can't be from the shtetl.)
I'm also have a difficult time containing the jealousy oozing out of my soul.
After all the sacrifice, worry, time and love I resent my boring status.
I know Sadie loves me.
But where is the excitement? The enthusiasm? The OMG MOMMY IS HERE?!?!?!?!?!?
Have I given Sadie too much love? Too much support? Am I around more than she needs?
In any case I've discussed my (perhaps irrational?) fear with Logan. What is it you ask?
Imagine this: Sadie on some crazy MTV show at 12 showing off her bazillion dollar bat mitzvah party and the cool car her dadda bought her for becoming a woman.
Horrible. And more realistically, where does this money come from?
Money aside, Logan is a softie. He's a sweet softhearted man that does not like to say no to anything. How will we raise a good, respectful woman together?
I am afraid of the war of the parents. I know about this war because I was an expert at maneuvering the battlefield when I was a kid. Ask Papa for this, ask Mama for that. If Papa gets upset tell him Mama said it was okay. Reverse strategies when necessary. Unfortunately this tactic created a lot of marital strife between my parents.
Logan agreed that Sadie will not get an MTV show or a party worthy of television. He also reminded me several times we are on the same side and Sadie will not ruin our relationship. We are the united front. We are best friends surviving parenthood together. Today he is exciting, tomorrow I will be exciting, in a few years her best friends will be exciting and then one day some horrible boyfriend will be exciting. These are the stages of life.
Ultimately I am Sadie's mom and I will always be excited to see her.
A sickening cute video of my two loves:
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