Separation anxiety has become a real thing around here. For over a year of Welles little life he would pretty much go to anyone with a smile on their face. All visitors look forward to a little lovin' from Wellesy boy. As most babies do, Welles has recently developed an inseparable attachment to his mommy. Babies typically get a little separation anxiety around nine months or so and I'm wondering if this newfound mommy-magnet business just came later, due to cognitive delays. While I love his social butterfly side, I'm not hating his loyalty and devotion to mommy these days... Scarlett never really had separation anxiety as a baby, or toddler. It was more like skeptical-of-most-human-beings-stare-downitis disease. In fact, I think to this day she scares some adults with an occasional glare that says "you're up to something." But no, she never really was a mommy-magnet. The girl loves me, but needs her space. As any self respecting three year old should (sarcasm)... When I was pregnant with Welles, Scott and I took a little "baby moon" to Hawaii. I cried four out of our seven island days because I missed Scarlett so much. We spent plenty of the vacation FaceTiming until eventually my mom broke it to me that Scarlett wasn't really interested in seeing me via screen five times a day, then suggested we should really try to enjoy our trip. Either Scott paid her to say that or Scarlett was just an independent fifteen month old baby. Pretty sure it was the latter. She's always been her own little person with her own little agenda. With her, I have to refrain from smothering. Which is truly a difficult task for an overbearing lover like myself.
So back to the kid that's obsessed with me. Yeah, I'm kind of cool with it. When he sees his mommy across the room it's hands up, arms out, huge grin! Oh, and his "koala bear" move... This is when we I try to set him down and he wraps his little legs around one of mine. It's hilarious, adorable, and sends you on a serious guilt trip because after all, how could you even think about setting him down?! So it's been a little more difficult to get a dad-gum thing done around here. It's true that holding a child in one arm while changing laundry or loading a dishwasher with the spare arm is a ridiculous task. And, yep! My arms and shoulders feel like they just tried lifting a car by eight PM (remember he still doesn't walk). But I mean, he loves me. And truth be told, I think I'm just as attached. There's a girls trip in the making next month and I told them the only way I'd go is if they don't mind Welles coming along. We're kind of a package deal. And I will be sorely missing big sister (probably to tears on a two nighter).
Okay but let's keep it real around here, this mom thoroughly enjoys date nights, girl time and taking a little breather. Sometimes when Scott has a longer work load my eye twitches waiting for the garage door to open. I am in no way super mom who only wants to be with her kids. But, I do have separation anxiety with those babies. I can only stay away for so long. They make my world go round. And how could they not??