My little tux goes through these as phases.

She spent the first year as my husband's shadow. Barely acknowledge my presence. Hurt my feelings...I picked her out as a little baby of four weeks old....brought her into the house and got ignored.

Then....six months I was queen mommy and my husband was the evil monster. He tried to hold her and she screamed at him as though he just took a match to her.

Lately she is going back to being my husband's baby and I am the toy fetcher.