On certain weekend mornings your wonderful Dadda will let me sleep in (past 7) and I will accept it! However, it comes with a price…when I wake up (maybe an hour later) you do not want anything to do with me. I mean you say “Hi Mama” and give me a hug, but then it’s Dadda, Dadda, Dadda all day. Don’t get me wrong, I love that you love your Dadda and want to spend time with him but we’ve come to find out that whoever wakes up first with you, will be the one you want all day. It’s kind of funny sometimes, but it breaks my heart. I feel not needed. Like chopped liver.
Time will go by and you will slowly start bringing me books and toys and want to play with me again, but for a while I feel not needed.
When I wake up first, it’s me you want all day! It’s the best feeling but then Dadda feels hurt.
It’s a joke on Saturday night when your Dadda says to me, “so who’s going to wake up first tomorrow?” I have to really think about it beacause do I want to get some extra sleep, or do I want you to need me all day…
It’s a hard decision. This is why I’m usually tired all the time. Because I’d rather wake up with you.