My son wants attention. Just not from me. And it’s starting to hurt a little.

Almost every morning for the past year or more, my son has awoken from sleep and called for his mother. “Mommy!” He will shout this word for as long as it takes to get a response.

And almost every morning for the past year or more, I have been the one to pluck him from his crib, change his diaper, and bring him to his mother.

At some point, you’d think he would stop calling for Mommy and switch to Daddy, since it’s Daddy who responds to his call almost every single time.

But no. It’s always been Mommy. This morning it was Mommy.

Never Daddy. Not even once.

I know he doesn’t mean to hurt my heart, but I’m starting to wonder.