With all kids in school all day poor Peter is at a loss. He has become the most moody he has ever been and needing to know where I am at ALL times. I literally can't walk 3 feet with out him on my heels. I think he is suffering from separation anxiety. Now that his partner in crime (Brennen) is gone for what seems like an eternity to Peter, he is having a hard time functioning.
I was getting really frustrated with this new behavior. It is quite suffocating when you have to have someone ALWAYS right there. I am literally tripping over him. If I don't want him clinging to me I have to explain in detail what I am doing or where I am going, even if its just in the basement.
The other day he watched me walk downstairs to put something away. I decided to straighten up a little while I was down there and he freaked out. He was screaming my name running all around upstairs and outside looking for me. He didn't hear me yell that I was still downstairs. When I came back up he was sobbing outside. I finally taught him to look for my car in the garage. Chances are if its still here, I'm still here. Now that's the first thing he does when I am not in sight.
I realized this little guy needs some quality one on one time, and I had to think back of what I did when I just had one. So we went to the park to enjoy these sweet moments of childhood that seem to go way too fast. I need to remember that all too soon he will be gone as well and that I need to savor these moments. The house can wait. I need to play with my Peter Pie.
Now if only he would let me go to the bathroom. . .
No comments:
Post a Comment