As my son grows older, I find that his attachment to me lessens. He strives to be more independant and is drawn to his father very much. He like to emulate what my husband does and loves doing stuff with his father.
They do a lot of boy-stuff together, such as playing computer games, play soccer, kite-flying etc. They even like the same kind of songs. As such, their relationship grows and they have a deeper bond than when he was younger.
I must admit I was a little jealous, especially when we go to pick him up from school. He would smile widely when he sees me, but the next second, his eyes would dart all about looking for my hubby. And when he spots him, he would shout "Ayah!" and run to hug my hubby.
Whenever my hubby comes back late from work or a soccer game, Kyle would get anxious and keep saying,"Mama, where is Ayah? I miss Ayah, I want Ayah." Sigh, gone are the days where I am his everything, and where the presence of my hubby do not really mean much to him.
But on the other hand of course I am happy that they have grown closer. Father and son relationship is extremely important to a boy's well-being.
Hubby is very patient with him, whereas I am the more emotional and erratic one, blowing my top whenever Kyle does something wrong. There was one time, when I was scolding Kyle again, and he actually said,"You always beat everyday. Ayah never beat." That really opened up my mind, and from that day onwards, I hardly beat him unless really necessary. Decided that at his age, talking and negotiating works better.
But of course when it comes to sleeptime, eating time, and manja-sayang time, it is still me he wants. He still hugs and kisses me, and says that I am his best friend. And even though he and Kyra fight each night to see who sleeps with me, I smile happily amidst the noise, loving the attention :)
