November was a tough month, which is one of the reasons I’ve been somewhat quiet around here lately. Little Miss started us off with a whopper of a chest infection, followed by the flu which we’re all slowly getting over, Little Bean included, and finally she finished this bout of sickness with a vomiting bug. In all, A missed quite a bit of Preschool and desperately wanted to stay at home with Momma Bear, snuggled up in her PJs no matter the time of day. All of which is totally understandable but it’s made the days she has been able to go to Montessori somewhat difficult. Separation Anxiety has hit. Hit hard. There have been plenty of tears. Hers and mine.
Since A discovered that Momma and Papa Bear were completely separate entities to her, she has become my shadow. As soon as she started crawling, I would hear a gentle tip tip tapping on the wooden floors as she followed me. When she learned to walk, she would waddle wherever Momma Bear went. And now that she has mastered running and shouting, I hear a chorus of “Mommy, wait for me!” anytime I try to leave the room. I don’t mind my ever-fixed shadow being glued to me as I make my way from room to room – despite it being mildly inconvenient at times. What is a challenge, is the effect this parental preference has on B. Do you have a child who favours one parent over the other?