Mommy, all gone?
Mr. Boop turned two in February, and had never spent the night away from me, until this past Friday. My husband had tickets to go to a concert ( he is a musician and loves music), and his friend that was supposed to go had to cancel. Here we are with 2 tickets to a concert. I like music. The bands weren't my favorite, but back in the day that wouldn't have made any difference I would have gone for my husband no problem. Only now we have the Booper, and I have extreme separation anxiety. Yes, I have the anxiety, not the Booper. I came up with every excuse I could think of not to go. We probably won't find a sitter. It was an outdoor venue, and the weather was going to be bad (it rained, so it was terrible by the way), we can't afford to spend money on a hotel, and the drive back would be too late at night. Oh yeah, I had a number of excuses not to go, and I could justify every single one of them to cover the fact I just didn't want to be away from the Booper over night. We put the tickets up for sale on ebay. Seven days, and not a single bid. Sigh. I was getting really nervous that my husband would bring up me going with him again. At this point he was so frustrated with me, he didn't really want me to go. Three more days on ebay, and the tickets are officially ours, no one else wants them.
I make the call. Asking my mom, will she watch the Booper overnight? Of course, my parents were happy to have the chance to watch our little guy. (My chest felt tight, this was really going to happen.) They had offered before, but you never need someone to watch your child overnight if you never make plans that don't include them. I was good about avoiding plans that meant we were away over night. My life wasn't just about being mommy, I have so many roles to play. I realized it was about being a wife too, and showing my man I was willing to suffer just a little heartache of missing the Boop, so we could be a couple for just one night away. You know what?...I lived. Had fun even...even without my Booper. Who was in good hands. I had a few moments where I missed him, and wanted to call, but it was too late at night. I called in the morning to check on him. He missed us too, but he did fine.
My mom told me she was telling him it was time for bed, and he asked to get his shoes and socks on. He was thinking he was getting ready to go home. Mom tells him, "no you are staying with Mammaw and Pappaw tonight" He held his hands up and asked, "Daddy, all gone?", "Mommy, all gone?" Then he cried for us, but he did go to sleep. When we went to pick him up the next day, he ran to me. I gave him a huge hug, and he immediately wanted down, you can't hold the Booper still for too long.
We both had survived our first night away from each other...and lived to tell about it.~Becky
Do you have separation anxiety now or in the past of being away from your children? How did you cope?
I'd love to hear your stories!
Posted by Beck