This might seem contradictory, but I am convinced that attachment parenting makes babies less clingy. During our birthing classes, my husband mentioned he was worried about having clingy kids. Our instructor confidently advised, “Be there for your baby. Hold them, nurse them, and make sure that they know that you are there.” My husband, the skeptic that he is, shrugged the advice off. In his mind, it didn’t make sense. I didn’t know how I felt about the advice, but I remembered it.
After Tate was born, I slowly morphed into something of an attachment parent. My mothering instincts pointed me to baby wearing, breastfeeding on demand, and co-sleeping. I think both Tate and I have benefited from our close physical relationship. Even though Tate is always good for us, we worried about how he would handle the overwhelming amount of people clamoring to spend time with him during the holidays.
From the moment we arrived, Tate has been a champ. He literally goes to everyone, and has happily played and laughed. He has more than exceeded our expectations. At one of the family get togethers, Tate was whisked away by a loving relative to show off his mostly naked body. We discovered him performing for the crowd with smiles, laughs and something of a dance routine.
He often scans the room to see that I am close by and continues to play with members of our family. He is confident to go to others because he knows I will be there. He knows when he cries I pick him up, when he is hungry I will feed him, and when he wakes up I will be nearby. And I think that makes all the difference.