OK. So I have to admit that I was slow in wanting to share Noah. For the first two months of his life, we mostly stayed in. Even on those rare escapes from the house, I kept him safely tucked into his sling carrier and gave anyone who approached him the evil eye. Over the last few weeks, I've talked myself into relaxing a little - mainly because I dread becoming an overprotective mother - but it's still very difficult, especially since it seems like the whole country is a little baby crazy!
It's actually sweet to see how people react to Noah (and how he responds!). For the most part, I'm learning to accept that anywhere we go, people will want to talk to him, touch him and hold him. It can get a little nuts at times, though... Like when he starts getting passed around from one well meaning auntie to another. At the wedding we went to recently, I had to work hard to keep track of him!
While I do appreciate how much affection is being showered on Noah, I draw the line at strangers trying to hold him. The other day I was surprised when I turned around to find that Kris had handed him off to a shop keeper that wanted to hold him. I've also had people just reach out to take him from my arms without my knowing them at all - or having even exchanged any words at all! I never know what to do in those situations. It can be hard to toe the line between being protective and staying polite.