Thursday, October 23, 2008
I am not sure if William is still not feeling great, or if he is just experiencing separation anxiety but that boy is stuck to me like white on rice! He freaks out if I leave the room even for an instant. He can still hear me and is even able to follow me but instead he stays where I left him and screams. The worst part is that he doesn't do this when Jason is home, so when I am trying to explain how hard the day was and why we are having something crappy for dinner I look like a total liar. Ugh. This morning he was fine until Jason left, when he realized that the door closed and Daddy was gone, then he looked and me and seemed to say, "You sure as heck aren't gettin' away!" and decided to keep tight reins on me. The only problem is I can get nothing done, and since he insists on being carried, I fell carrying him over a baby gate, taking the gate and us down with it. Thank God we weren't hurt, but we easily could have been. I just needed to get that off my chest. I figure the best thing to do for today is hold him and let the rest wait.