Here’s Owen’s current people preference list from high to low:
- Mommy
- Daddy
- Grandma/Grandpa Yao
- Grandma/Grandpa Hong
- Uncle Chuck
It’s amazing how smart babies are and how God created the bond between parents and child…even if Mommy and Daddy are not the ones who spend the most time taking care of him, Owen knows who his parents are and prefers them nevertheless. To be honest, since I am at work all day and do not get to see Owen until after work (~6pm) and only have 3 hours with him before he goes to sleep at around 9pm, I was really worried that Owen would not be close to me. I’m SOOOOOOO glad I was wrong!
Today, we went the outlet mall in the afternoon. On the way home, we stopped by grocery store to buy some groceries; because it was cold and we figured Owen was already tired from a whole afternoon’s shopping, grandma Yao stayed in the car with Owen while the rest of us went into the store to speed up the process. When we came out, I was so busy loading the bags into the car that I did not realize that Owen was already crying madly in the car…it was not until I was returning the cart that I saw Grandma Yao pointing at me and telling Owen, “Mommy is here. See? Mommy is there…” When I got in the car, Grandma Yao handed a crying Owen to me and I commented, “He’s probably hungry - it’s time for nursing.” But because we were so crammed in the back that I really couldn’t nurse him - as I struggled to find a way to nurse Owen, I suddenly realized that he had stopped crying and was contently looking out the window. “Interesting…” I commented, “He’s not crying anymore and I have not even fed him yet.” Grandma Yao said that Owen was looking all over for me, and when he couldn’t find me, he cried; regardless of what she did, she could not calm him down. Now that he’s sitting on Mommy’s lap and leaning back against Mommy’s tummy and chest with Mommy’s arms wrapped around him, he’s content and happy - and he was.
After we got home, we went through our normal bedtime routine and I put Owen to bed. I asked Daddy to listen to the monitor in case Owen wakes up while I took a shower…and of course, he did. As he often does, Daddy decided to take Owen into the bathroom to see Mommy - BIG mistake this time. Unlike the usual times when Owen would smile at me when he sees me through the glass in the shower, tonight, he saw me and started crying. That had never happened before I wondered if it was because he wants Mommy or because he doesn’t recognize Mommy (I was washing my hair). Daddy tried it 2 more times, and each time he saw me, he started crying. It got to the point where he wouldn’t stop and Daddy could not calm him down anymore. Daddy thought that Owen must be hungry and I told him that I had just fed him, and I knew he was full. Regardless, I quickly finished and took Owen into my arms and within seconds, he stopped crying. A few minutes later, he was fast asleep in my arms. No feeding, just Mommy’s scent and arms. ;P It’s truly amazing how safe babies feel in their Mommy’s arms and presence. I had heard a radio hostess once said, “Before becoming a mother, you never knew how such a little thing can make you feel so big and important.” I can not have put the feeling I had tonight in better words.

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