Can't help writing about Tanay

I promised myself this wont be a mommy blog but I can't seem to help it. These days invariably anything I feel really strongly about has in some way or form a connection to Tanay. I read this interesting article the other day on how being protective (I guess over protective) can harm your child. As a parent, it's incredibly tempting to make things okay for your child but doing so can lead him to not accept realities in life! But what do I do if I do not wish for him to ever face reality if that means that he has to go through pain? I know I am protective of him (and my hubby even more so) but I always end up finding reasons to justify it. He is a little guy compared to his peers, he is not aggressive by nature (never snatches anyone's toy, hits another child), he is still a baby............ letting go is hard! Guess am going to have work on that.

Change of subject- BTW, Tanay has started talking (finally!! - guess the multi lingual thing was really confusing him). He has special names for us now - hubby is "Doyle" for Dhawal and I am "Mi" for Sumi. Amongst the early words is emo (for elmo) and truck which sounds more like "Truahhh". Its amazing how boys are just wired so differently from girls. My niece did not care for trucks at all and he loves them.

More later,
S