In my last post, I mentioned my concerns about Lolo and the transitions she may go through with me going back to work with so many hours. Here is why.
For our honeymoon, James and I went to his family cottage for two weeks. The first week Lolo was with us (along with some of our bridal party and immediate family). The second week everyone cleared out and we had a week to ourselves to do what we love to do (Fish, Eat, Fuck, and rewatch old episodes of “Dexter”).
We had a great time. By Thurday though, I was asking James to go home early because frankly I missed our daughter. We stuck it out though.
I have come home to find out she has an imaginary friend and is much more clingly than she has ever been before. She has always been extremely independent, and now she doesn’t want me to go pee without confirming I am not leaving her.
How I discovered her imaginary friend:
Two days ago she told me that when we came down for breakfast we forgot “Spider” in her room. I assumed she meant a toy, or that she had infact seen a spider.
Yesterday she was talking to Spider. She said “where are you spider” and then “Oh there he is”, along with a few other remarks acknowledging his presence. I have to give her credit because when I asked her “Is Spider real or just pretend”, she said “Just pretend” in a very matter of fact way.
Today she has made no mention of spider at all. Hopefully this was a two day event.
Either way…. I hate spiders.
For our honeymoon, James and I went to his family cottage for two weeks. The first week Lolo was with us (along with some of our bridal party and immediate family). The second week everyone cleared out and we had a week to ourselves to do what we love to do (Fish, Eat, Fuck, and rewatch old episodes of “Dexter”).
We had a great time. By Thurday though, I was asking James to go home early because frankly I missed our daughter. We stuck it out though.
I have come home to find out she has an imaginary friend and is much more clingly than she has ever been before. She has always been extremely independent, and now she doesn’t want me to go pee without confirming I am not leaving her.
How I discovered her imaginary friend:
Two days ago she told me that when we came down for breakfast we forgot “Spider” in her room. I assumed she meant a toy, or that she had infact seen a spider.
Yesterday she was talking to Spider. She said “where are you spider” and then “Oh there he is”, along with a few other remarks acknowledging his presence. I have to give her credit because when I asked her “Is Spider real or just pretend”, she said “Just pretend” in a very matter of fact way.
Today she has made no mention of spider at all. Hopefully this was a two day event.
Either way…. I hate spiders.