Separation Anxiety

Unless I was going outside for whatever reason, AJ, never displayed any anxiety of being "away" from me. Now, mind you, I'm not including bedtime in this story...that's a whole different ball game. Seena, on the other hand, had some issues and actually still is giving me a hard time when I leave her at school. But today, at 16 months, separation anxiety showed it's ugly face. AJ screamed, yelled and gripped my legs with strength that I really did not know he had. Finally, I got him up and sat him down with food in front of him. Food always works for me so it was worth a try. It did, for a minute. So, unsuccessfully and fighting back tears, I left him there crying with milky chex dribbling from his mouth. I know he would be fine minutes later but it never gets any easier, even with child #2.

Shortly afterwards, as I was driving to work, I realized, that I too suffer from separation anxiety. Now, I don't cry, scream and put my husband in a death grip-lock but I do pout. I used to think that I enjoyed my alone times and even leaned on being a loner but I've realized that I don't like it. Well, I don't like being away from G. I pout when he leaves and I pout when he won't join me on running errands (if I'm without the kids). He usually gives in but it takes some begging from me. It's not that I'm needy, I just like being around him. We don't even have to talk, I just like feeling his presence. As much as I want him and need him to go back to work, I know I'm going to miss him terribly. I've gotten too used to him being around. Too bad I can't be 16 months and scream, yell and grip his legs to stay...he might think I'm crazy. Oh, that's right, he already does :)