This beautiful exchange

It has taken over. I was hoping that we would somehow skip this little milestone, but the little lady has chosen otherwise. Today I could not put her down for a second. If I tried, she would squawk and climb up and sit on top of my head. So, I did what every smart, quick thinking mother would do. I carried her. I could tell that she was feeling particularly clingy by how tightly she held on. I’m pretty sure that if I just let go, she’d still be tightly adhered to my side. It kind of reminded me of those shows you see on the Discovery Channel where the mama gorillas carry around their young on their backs. The baby gorillas just hop on and hang on for the ride.

Her anxiety seems to have no preference. On Sunday, she screamed her head off when we left her in the church nursery. Last night, she cried a little when Tony’s parents were leaving. And, a week ago, when Barb, a woman Lucy has only met a couple of times, tried to give her back to me, she cried and wanted to go back to her. Sometimes, she doesn’t like it when either Tony or I leave the room, even if the other one is holding her.

Though I love being close to her and having her close to me, I hope that this phase is short lived. But, if it’s not, I’ll at least have awesome arm muscles!