I have been feeling guilty lately. Guilty for not playing with M. I try to find time to put him on his floor gym and play, and E and I talk to him a lot. But most of the time he is either in the car seat or bouncer or attached to me. I just have too much going on with house work, E's classes, and errands. I remember sitting and reading to E when she was a baby, playing and talking to her too. M is going to be okay, right? I mean look at his cute face!
He loves us and we love him, and he will still be a smarty pants right? Right? I guess I just need to give myself a break and realize I have TWO children now. Two children with very different needs. And as long as they are fed, dressed and alive, I am doing my job!
