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Mommy Mommy Mommy!

My 3 year old has become incredibly clingy over the last month or so. I am now 19 weeks pregnant and he is constantly vying for my attention. I wonder if this is a normal occurrence. Can he sense the big change that's coming? Is he worried that I will care for him less? He always wants to be held, practically sits on me all of the time, sleeps with me and wants me to help him do things that he can normally do on his own. 

Now I'd be lying if I said that I didn't love the extra one-on-one time with my little man. I love that little boy more than life itself! But it definitely gets exhausting from time to time! Michael and I are trying to get him to sleep back in his own bed, but it's definitely been a struggle. And Rhylan definitely knows how to melt my heart when he says "I want to snuggle with Mommy." However, it starts with sweet snuggles and ends with violent kicks throughout the night!

Don't get me wrong, I love the attention and extra time with my boy, but sometimes, I just need to breathe. I really don't want his feelings to be hurt either. I'm supposed to limit how much I carry him at this point as well, so that part gets tricky! I also still want him to have that independence that he had before our pregnancy news. 

Have you experienced this with your first born? And what tips do you have to handle this fragile situation? 

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