This week has been hell, Dylan has been clinging like a limpet, every time I leave the room he has checked, by calling out "Mummie, are you there". Even when he is with my mum he is still checking that she is still with him. He constantly wants to be sitting on my knee, or holding hands.
I'm not certain if its because Keefe is away or because of the change in routine, it could even be that he is coming down with something but he is definitely not a happy boy. Not my happy boy and I'm wondering if it really is the right time to be putting him into nursery.
Everyone who has been through this has told me that he will settle, that he will get so much out of it, that the benefits far out weigh this time of indecision and upset, but I'm sat here with this little body clinging to me and I'm not sure.
3 comments:
Hang in there honey, you are taking all the right steps, and you are right, it seems heart breaking to hear your little man sobbing for you, but it is better for him to do this now and at such a gentle pace than not to leave your side until he suddenly has to go to school and then it's full days apart and a real shock to the system for you both!
Once he gets used to the idea that you are coming back, and that's the thing that he's struggling with at the moment, then he will enjoy the company of fellow 'little people' and the time apart will be good for you both.
There is also the problem of having to have money to put food on the table! Sad but true.
It is testament to the wonderful relationship you and Dylan have that he misses you. They always say that each stage a child has to go through is harder on the parent than it is on the child.
Big brave hugs for you and Dylan as you get through this latest 'hurdle' in life.xxxx
I know you are busy honey, but we are worried that we have not heard from you... everything ok?
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