Separation Anxiety. Wow. It is almost suffocating at moments. The hardest is getting out of the house anytime without Maria. Even at 6 in the morning. I get ready in the downstairs bathroom. I don’t eat breakfast at home. And I literally creep so slowly by her bedroom door so she doesn’t hear my footsteps. But she usually catches me at least one day a week. And the first thing she says:

I don’t want you to go to work

Heartbreaking because why I work is tough to explain to her. And it is tough to explain that my commitment to work is not optional.

I am sure this is why bedtimes are tough right now. I just don’t know anything else but to reassure and remind her of the fun we have when we come home (and that when I pick her up she isn’t usually ready to leave). Unfortunately all the reassuring isn’t enough to get through the goodbye. Although I do know (thankfully) that after the goodbye she bounces back quickly. I can’t even imagine how I would deal with this if she was miserable all day.