Cling
Some people have static cling. I have baby cling. Sometimes it’s Forest cling, other times it’s Logan cling, sometimes it’s both at the same time which gets really crazy.
Logan has been very clingy this week. I don’t remember him ever being like this. A mother’s selective memory, I’m very certain. I can’t even leave him at the gym day care so we’ve had to start from scratch with me leaving him for 10 minutes at a time and hoping he’ll stay distracted. He doesn’t.
It’s interesting to me that children go through this. My best friend, Wendy, commented over the weekend that her little girl was going through a clingy stage and wondered why she was all of a sudden at 4 years old. As I thought of an answer I asked Wendy why she goes through her clingy stages. I mean, because we all do it, right? We all go through hours, days or weeks of just really wanting to be held, kissed, loved. We all have ups and downs of really needing another or particular someone. I think that’s just how it is with these little loves of ours. They have times when they need us a bit more.
It’s not easy, especially after having moved forward in development by such leaps and bounds of independence. I’ve grown used to being able to go to the gym, to do dishes or make lunch. And now I’m back to a lot more crying in order to keep the household fed. I have to stay focused on the cool part of it. That they love me and want my arms to hold them. That they want to sit in my lap and read a story. To these two little men, I’m pretty neat.
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yep. o is there right now. leaving him in the playroom behind the gate assures screaming that would wake the dead. but it is okay, this too shall pass. we hope.
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I’ve got two “clings”, too. I wonder how old they will be when they will finally let me enter the bathroom by.my.self. 14?
yep, just when you thought you were free to go about your business without someone whinning at your legs, it starts all over again
for my two, its interest in what I’m doing, so I let them “help” or its teething, so we go sit and hug for a while with a book or watch animal planet
To these two little men, I’m pretty neat
Which can be really heart-breaking or frustrating once they reach their teen years and they don’t even want to be seen with their parents. Teenagers can be heartless bastards.