Separation Anxiety

This week I had to travel on my own which meant I had to leave Leni for 4 days, something I haven’t done since his diagnosis 2 years ago.

Firstly I’m an anxious flyer so having to deal with all that anxiety mixed in with leaving the boys for a few days just about did me in. For me it was like going on a juice cleanse for 4 days, everything went in and out. I can’t possibly get any more graphic. If you know, you know!

My anxiety about leaving him wasn’t because I doubted the ability of my husband to watch over him and keep him safe. I didn’t like the idea of leaving him in case he didn’t feel like anyone had his back. The idea of him not having someone there to advocate for him made me feel sick.

In the end though I was impressed with how well he did do without me and how well hubby handled everything. There were no major meltdowns or disasters and whilst he missed me I think the time he had alone with dad was good for both of them.

When I stepped off the plane back home it was Leni and his brother that I could see standing at the gate first waiting for me. He was stoked to see me and I felt the same about him.

He looked happy and in that moment I realised that it had been good for me to go away for a few days because it made both of us realise that we don’t always have to be there to constantly support each other. There are other people around us that can also do that and that’s absolutely ok!