moms are telepathic

When you are pregnant, you read in books and have people (those uber-happy, gushy type of people) tell you that you will forever have a special bond with your child and that it began a long time ago, regardless of which point you first feel it.  After having my two kids, I do completely agree that there is something totally special and unique between mother and child.  However, there is also something else that comes along with that for both Mommy and baby...you develop a new, sixth sense. 

Baby can, from the very beginning of life, realize that there is something other than them that has Mommy's attention.  Even if it's just for a few short minutes, your kids will forever be able to tell that your attention is not 100% focused on them and that they need to immediately come up with some need of theirs (real or ridiculous) that absolutely must be met at that exact moment.  Now, physical distance can weaken this sense slightly and being in a different setting (i.e. daycare) can temporarily distract your child so that they are vying for the attention of a different adult or other children so that your brain can spend it's 25% of non-mommy capacity on something else. 

On the mommy side of things, you will now be able to read your child's mind and understand everything they say and do without them giving you any type of explanation whatsoever.  Until your child can speak clear enough for the whole world to understand them, or speak at all, you will become their interpreter.  You will read their mind and will quickly learn what a particular squeak, squeal, cry, grunt, etc. means and relay that information to the rest of the world.  You will also be forced to interpret their own language when they start referring to things by a name that makes no sense to anyone other than you and your child.  For example, earlier this week Cayden was panicking because he could not find his "water car."  I have never heard him refer to any of his cars by this name not to mention the fact that he has about a million cars that I am now forced to mentally wade through in order to try and find the correct car.  As I am looking at his pathetic, sad face as he is telling me about his "water car" I suddenly know exactly which one I am looking for and miraculously locate it under his kitchen.  Mommy is the hero and I have now realized the full power of my mommy telepathy.  I can safely say that Mommy's are not just heroes, they are superheros with super-Mommy-powers.

And since I didn't get to this earlier in the week, here is last weekend in review:

We had a weekend filled with friends and fun that started with Ruby coming over for a while on Saturday, ended with the Gartner family coming over for a low-key, kid-friendly superbowl party and had Cayden trying to bury Daddy with toys in between.