I had one of those moments at lunch today where I'm SURE I'm over-thinking things, but... Monkey's dad came to pick him up and (long story short) Monkey wanted to stay with Mommy. He cried. He clung to my neck. He had the sad, pouty lip and big tears. Monkey's not feeling well, and you want your Mommy when you're not feeling well. I told him that he would get to see Mommy again tonight, and that I loved him... Not realizing immediately that this was the first time I have ever actually called myself "Mommy" in front of his dad. MONKEY calls me "Mommy" in front of him all the time, but this was a first for me. I noticed his dad kind of tearing up as they left, and that's when my brain went into overdrive.
Was his dad sad that Monkey didn't want to go to him?
Was he upset that I call myself "Mommy" when he has a birth mom who's missing out on everything because she just couldn't get better?
Was he upset that Monkey's birthmom is missing his birthday today?
Was he worried because he knows something I don't know and maybe he's losing his job and he won't need me to keep Monkey anymore and he knows how upset I'd be and how upset Monkey would be and he doesn't know how to tell me so he's putting it off until the last possible second? (See... Over-thinking!)
All sorts of thoughts running through my head... Heck. For all I know his dad's allergies could have been acting up and he wasn't upset at all! But all of that thinking made me think (shocker :-)...