Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Shadows

I've noticed a slight different in the shape of my shadow lately. It's not the fact that my shadow seems to have shrunk that the problem, no, it's more that it seems to have transformed into the shape of what looks like a 9 month old baby boy.

Separation anxiety! Aargggg!

Some months ago one of my friends told me about how her son was going through separation anxiety, and I don't think she'll mind that I write that she was going a teeny bit crazy. I felt sorry for her, and I hoped that it wouldn't hit Adam too hard.

Both Michael and I are normally home during the week, because I'm still on maternity leave and he's (still!!) unemployed, so I was assuming that being surrounded by us all the time would help him to go through this development smoothly. Luckily I do think I was partly right in my assumption, as it seems that both Michael and I are equally important to him right now. He doesn't seem to prefer one of us over the other, but I'm still going ready for this to have an end. Please tell me that this will be over in a couple of days. Please.

Adam is usually very good at playing by himself. He's always investigating and exploring his surroundings but now he's hanging around our legs all the time. If we put him on the floor, he instantly begins to cry and he crawls towards us and tries to crawl up (even if we sitting right next to him). One of us have to be with him all the time, and preferably having him in our arms all the time.

Michael is out on his weekly sport-playing night right now, he left at 7 and Adam normal goes to bed at 8, so I only had to entertain him for an hour before putting him to bed. But getting him ready turned out to be quite a task, especially when I realized the minute I was alone that I had to go to the bathroom. For a brief second I considered running up the stair and do my business while Adam could play downstairs. I tried putting him on the floor just to see his reaction... Am I the only mother out there who has been to the bathroom with her baby pulling himself up by her legs and crying because he wants to sit on the lap? Oh please tell me I'm not the only one.

I actually had the opportunity to go away for a couple of days tomorrow until Saturday, but I had decided not to go because I felt it was too early for me to be away from Adam that long. I have been going back and forth and I have been feeling a bit silly with my decision, but now that Adam is the way he is, I know that it was the right decision. I would have hated leaving Michael alone with Adam for 3 days, even though I know that Michael would have handled it well, I'm sure that this is not the right time to be away from home.

I'm really taking my hat of to all the parents out there who raise their children alone or almost alone with spouses who work long days.

3 comments:

Lene said...

You are not alone. Kids on the toilet. All. the. time.

You'll get used to it. Luxury for me is being able to lock the bathroom door! Ahh, the bliss!

Maria said...

Jeg tænker, at det må være endnu mere irriterende end en yderst insisterende hund, der kradser på badeværelsesdøren...? Det er nu også ret træls, kan jeg afsløre.

Emily said...

I can't even tell you how many times I have gone to the bathroom with Ethan on my laps. Oh it will be nice when I can pee in private and in peace someday.