Separation Anxiety

Today, I went to Walmart with my mom, grandfather and of course Sprout. We walked around a bit looking for some food ideas for Sprout's upcoming first birthday. When checking out I realized, I need to pick up a prescription from the pharmacy. My mom finished checking out while Papa, Sprout and I walked over to the pharmacy.

 Papa wanted to hold Raelynn so I let him and went to the window and gave them all of my information. Papa decided he and Sprout were going to walk around. She was rubbing her eyes and fussing. I knew she was exhausted. The pharmacy messed up the directions on my medicine and asked me to wait while they fixed it.  Papa was walking with Sprout and they got out of my eye sight. My palms started getting sweating and my heart started beating so fast, it felt like it was going to pop through my chest. I started pacing the floor right there in front of the pharmacy. It seemed as if they were never going to call my name. Finally they did. As I was paying for my medicine my mom came around with Sprout. I finally felt like I could breath again.


My Papa is a wonderful grandfather and I trust him with Sprout. Why the panic? I'm not sure but I bet it has to do with the fact that she is always with me pretty much 24/7. Wherever, I am she is usually following me or I am carrying her around. Maybe, it is because she is my first and only baby. I suppose you could call me overprotective and if we had to label it you could call me a helicopter mom. I don't want to miss out on anything with her. I want her to know that I am always there for her.

One day she is going to have to go off on her own. She will go spend the night with a friend, or at her aunt's house. She will want to go over to her cousin's house to play. I suppose one day I will get to that point where my palms do not sweat but for now I will be that mom. The mom that doesn't even nap unless my child is, even if her dad offers to let me. I am exhausted but I admit my name is Megan and I have Separation Anxiety.