Sometimes when I'm preparing Max for bed, it's easier for me to just leave him to play in his room while I escape to fetch his toothbrush. It's usually a total of 30-60 seconds, but to Max it seems a heart break. Within seconds of me leaving his room and shutting his door with him inside, the tears are flowing loud enough that when I get downstairs both Grannie and Daddy are asking me what happened. The heartbreak is so severe that 30 seconds of separation results in tears all the way through to finally getting his clean good night pacifier.
Grannie says it's a bit early for separation anxiety. I think it's quite possibly Max being mad that he is contained because he surely doesn't like being restricted in any way. Either way, these are surely the little things I am thankful babies do not remember.
A list of other things that Max despises today include - having his 8 little teeth brushed, having his nails clipped, often even having to sit still to get clothes on and most definitely being restrained into a chair to have his hair cut! Ellie and I try to help him understand that life is full of these little obligations and it's best to just get over them. I wonder how long it will take Max to learn this?
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