Meeting other babies

Since the start of our tremendously long holiday, I've been grabbing EVERY opportunity for Tobey to meet other baby/ies. Reason being chances to get together and play with his 'peers' are rare in the UK. My whatever instinct tells me that my son enjoys the company of other miniature adults like himself. So far he has met my friends' babies/toddlers/10 year olds (yeah....kids loves playing with him and his toys), my relative's babies, and most excitingly the nursery in churches!!! For those who knows me well, they would know that I haven't been a regular church goer for sometime now...but for my son, I actually looks forward to Sundays now.

This is what he does in the church nurseries....

He would first sit still, survey and look (more like eyeing like a hawk) at each new babies that walks through the door. Then he would crawl a little to test water. If only he gets one stare from a baby, he would then flash his toothless smile and proceed to crawl to that particular baby at hight speed. Most babies wouldn't mind his forthcomingness but there were several who actually crawled AWAY from him when he approaches. There's this gal who crawl off and Tobey trailed her round and round the sofa at an increasing speed! Otherwise, when he reaches his target, he would babytalk and touch the other baby's face or chest ( sometimes, smaller babies would fall backwards from his 'too strong' touches which for them is more like a push). Once he felt that a friendship/understanding has been established he would share-play with the other baby if he/she is intrested for a little while before repeating the whole process with a different baby (disgress a little: there's this Japanese baby boy who is a month younger than Tobey but is SAME SIZE as Tobey now! Yipee! finally I can find a baby that is as hulky as my son). He truely enjoys the whole experience. As for me, I would be seen watching over Tobey like closely, wiping off his saliva,feeding him water, wishing (more like daydreaming) for a maid in the UK, listen to some sermon, sms-ing and oh most intrestingly having some small-talk with the mummies or the maids there. Compare culture DOES exist (even in churches, albeit lesser) but one thing I learnt is that every baby is definitely different. Of and on, my heart aches when I see others still breastfeeding their babies ( which I failed to do for long with Tobey and can't help but to always feel that I've deprived him somehow, no matter how hard I try to replace it with all my time, dedication, love and attention to him). But at other times, I would feel really reassured to see that my baby is healthy and a happy-chappy, and now working on developing his social skills , level of self-confidence and basically turning into the little well-balanced boy I wish his to be. Being a mum is definitely NOT easy (some says it's the highest calling...heeehehehe), but dunno why (actually I know why) I now feel like having another one!!!