After I posted my tale of sorrow involving Mazzy's refusal to acknowledge me (despite the fact that I have shown her nothing but love and devotion even in the face of consistent 5am wake-up calls), one reader did a very nice thing and sent me a video demonstrating that her daughter has no respect for her either.
Witness Rebecca treating her mom Heather like she was Rodney Dangerfield.
Thank you, Heather. I feel better.
Oy. Been there. The last time I nursed my one-year-old daughter, we were having this little moment (or, I thought we were) and I gave her this whole speech about loving her, etc. and she looked up at me and uttered her first word: “Daddeee!” Things have not improved.
(p.s. LOVING your blog! Yay Twitter for semi-anonymous cyber-hookups!)