Unconditional Love

I am so jealous....My Baby Boy loves his father more than he loves me.
When his father enters the room where he is, his face lights up in such a beautiful way. And his father has just to look his way, for him to smile.
Little Prince, even at this young age, knows when his father is back from work. He loves to play with him. And he is never fussy when he is in his arms.
I look at the two men in my life, their connection, and I feel jealous.
Why does Baby Boy give his best smile to his father he barely sees? It is so not fair. I am the one who carried him for 9 months through all the burden and nausea. I am the one who bore for 8 hours of labor (Ok, I had an epidural but It was still painful labor at the beginning). I am the one who stays with him at home, 24/7. I am the one he sees when he wakes up in the morning, I am the one who feed him, bath him, change his diapers, play with him, soothe him, take a walk with him, put him to bed at night...His father only has to show up for him to be happy...While I need to coax, like tickling for him to give me his best smile.
What is it that his father have or do that I do not?
Is it because he is not around every day?Does his absence makes his appearance more special? Or is it because he is a boy at heart and understands the wants of Baby Boy? Or is it because he gives his entire attention to the Little Prince when he is around?
My husband seems to believe that Little Prince smiles to him more because he plays with him and gives him 100% of his attention while I am distracted by something else when I am with him. He may be right. But I have my excuses. I take care of my Baby 24/7 but I also take care of my house; I have to clean, wash and cook on top of doing the usual baby care. Sometimes I have all the chores scheduled but I cannot accomplish much with Baby. For example, yesterday, he did not want to take his afternoon nap. He was fussy and wanted to be in my arms. I was hungry, and did not finish washing the dishes or ironing the laundry. I was so lost and frustrated that It was hard for me to keep my cool and play with Baby Boy. But when I started to sing to him, he calmed down and eventually slept.
I am still jealous of his "bond" with his father. But I am grateful for this relationship. My boy is lucky he has a father. I know of many other babies who do not get the chance to smile back at a father. I am proud of single mothers who fight and work to give the best to their children, but let us be honest: a child needs both his parents; a father figure to show him how to be tough and strong to face the challenges of this world, and a mother to nurture and comfort him....
PS: this article is dedicated to my Hubby....