Elias did much better in the church nursery today. He didn’t cry at all. Apparently he just got a little anxious every time the door was opened. The nursery attendant was very happy because he even let her hold him. I feel so much better when Elias is happy.
But when we picked Elias up from the nursery to come to communion with us, he smelled different. He smelled like the nursery attendant’s perfume! Now I am not angry or anything that she held him. Don’t get me wrong….but I was feeling fiercely territorial. I did not like it at all when he smelled like another mommy.
I washed his hair as soon as we got home so he smelled normal. Is that weird? I don’t know….Nathan says I am like a mother bear. I just can’t help it.