Simon has developed major separation anxiety with me. Even Daddy isn't relief if he's really having a rough day. I can't leave him in one spot for very long and big crocodile tears come rolling down his chubby cheeks if I leave his sight. Makes it hard for me to get anything done around the house or even just go to the washroom. Poor Isabelle gets told to wait a lot of the time for help while I figure out a way to cause the least amount of anxiety for Simon. I can be standing right in front of him sometimes and he will cry until I pick him up. I guess the good thing is that it is just a phase...I hope.
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