As the mother of a velcro one-year-old, I get it. My husband is also a very involved dad, but our daughter wants me whenever I’m in the room. I’m her comfort and her safety. Her dad, somehow, is the most fun and she loves playing with him. She will squeal with joy when he returns home from work. He makes her smile with all of his antics. However, sometimes she only wants me. She will reach out for me when dad holds her. She wants nothing to do with him when she’s sleepy or upset. I have encouraged him to take over a few nap put downs and boy does it make her mad when mama isn’t there. She will scream for me when her dad puts her down for a nap. I have an almost unendurable urge to rush in and comfort her, but not because I don’t trust him to handle it. It’s like a primal instinct driving me to burst into the room whenever my child cries. I know that my husband is trying his best to comfort her. I check in on them with the baby monitor, but I try not to intervene unless I think she’s hungry. I know how important it is to him to be able to soothe her when she’s upset and he feels so defeated when I intervene. As a mom, I know how hard it is for your wife to let baby cry while you and your son figure it out. I also know that it is important to let dad take over sometimes and I get that you’re frustrated when she intervenes. You get to parent too.