How wrong was I.
'Dumped' her in the class with GB and went about to do my usual work. As much as I would like to tend to her whole-heartedly, it's tough when her school happened to be my work place. There's always one hundred and one things waiting to be done. It's like the moment I step into the gym, my focus change.
She started crying and couldn't stop clinging on to GB the moment she was in the gym. She wasn't at ease, even though she has been to gym classes at this exact area for the past one year. GB stayed in class with her until 45 mins later, he sneaked out and thankfully she was fine. However the storm kicked in again at around 12pm when she spotted me outside the class.
She cried, really loud and clung onto me. I looked into her eyes, and that was when I realised why she cried. She was tired, yes definitely she was. She normally falls asleep between 1130am - 12noon. But I saw one other thing - fear. Fear that we were gonna to leave her behind, and never coming back. The guilt crept upon me - she thinks that we are abandoning her.
The separation anxiety for children at this age is common. In fact, I have faced with it almost every day of my work life and it's really nothing unusual for me. I often consoled the parents (usually mummies) of these sobbing children that with time, the child will be just fine. Today, I find myself having to swallow my own piece of advice.
Oh well, yes, my girl will be just fine.
She turns 18 months today.
Happy 18 months my g love.