Separation Anxiety Central
I went to Timberhill Athletic Club this morning and took Lily to the playroom. She used to go to the play room a few times a week, so many of the staff knows her from her younger days…. She hasn’t been in a few months because we had been avoiding the high populated areas during the flu season/scare. Well, I decided it was time to take her in for some socializing and so I could get a workout in.
When I left her, she began to cry — to be expected. I kissed her goodbye and headed upstairs to start my workout. “Out of sight out of mind”??? The crying was sure to stop moments after I was gone. Wrong. After 5 minutes on a machine, I get a page back to the playroom. I walk in to see my daughter getting toweled off and a big mess.
Lily cried herself hysterical, began to hyperventilate, and then threw-up. The second she was back in my arms, she stopped crying and was happy. Yikes. I sat with her in the playroom for nearly 30 minutes. We sat together, played a little, got comfortable. She eventually left my side and went to play on her own.
At this point, I tried to sneak out. Back to working out! She is happy in the playroom. Wrong. After another 5 minutes of working out, I was paged back to the playroom. She was not having it. I tried. We went home and called it a day.