Both of my children love their daddy.  I love that.  Mr T said Dada first & Ms A is on her way to do the same.  Sometimes I get a little jealous.  Okay, a lot jealous.  Daddy is around and it's him they want.  But in the moments when Mr T says mama or wants me to lay with him at bedtime or Ms A only stops crying & goes to sleep to my singing her lullaby, I know my babies love me.  I know that while they may crave daddy's attention after he's been gone all day, there is still a special place for Mama in their hearts.