I want to share something, which happened all the time, all this while since he knows I'm who I am. My dear son who is almost 19 months now always have separation anxiety since he was 9 months old, I remember taking a shower while he waited outside the bathtub, he'd cry and scream and wail as if I'm going to vanish behind the shower curtain. He can't walk yet at that time, so all he did was pull himself up to the tub, stand by it and scream. Poor child... so the only way not to stress him up is waited until his nap time arrives, then only I go and take my quick shower.
Now, he understand that mommy is just behind the curtain washing up, and he can wait on the couch and be happy to see me when I finished shower. The best feeling is that the moment he woke up in the morning, the moment he sees me coming in to pick him or his dad brought him while I was in the bed, kitchen or bathroom..is.. that genuine smile on his face as if I am the only person in the world he cares about. He would run towards me and gives me a big bear hug. Never fails unless he woke up crying in the morning, but still when I pick him up from his cot, he would hold me tight. That's the best feeling.
Nowadays, when KB is home early, they would play and laugh and tickle each other, but for the winding down time, he wants his mom to do his milk, feed, bathe and put him to bed. Many times KB would ask to put him to bed instead of me, I sort of encourage it because I want them to bond, and it was always ends up with a little cry and resistance. I used to be so mad because I need a time off. But now when I think about it, why not? He's going to grow up ever so fast and he may not want me anymore. So while he's still wants me...I'm all his. It's the best feeling.
Now, he understand that mommy is just behind the curtain washing up, and he can wait on the couch and be happy to see me when I finished shower. The best feeling is that the moment he woke up in the morning, the moment he sees me coming in to pick him or his dad brought him while I was in the bed, kitchen or bathroom..is.. that genuine smile on his face as if I am the only person in the world he cares about. He would run towards me and gives me a big bear hug. Never fails unless he woke up crying in the morning, but still when I pick him up from his cot, he would hold me tight. That's the best feeling.
Nowadays, when KB is home early, they would play and laugh and tickle each other, but for the winding down time, he wants his mom to do his milk, feed, bathe and put him to bed. Many times KB would ask to put him to bed instead of me, I sort of encourage it because I want them to bond, and it was always ends up with a little cry and resistance. I used to be so mad because I need a time off. But now when I think about it, why not? He's going to grow up ever so fast and he may not want me anymore. So while he's still wants me...I'm all his. It's the best feeling.
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