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separation anxiety

Goodbye Separation Anxiety

For one year, every Monday, Tuesday and Friday morning, it would start at home before we’d even left for childcare, Elliott’s separation anxiety.

“No Mummy, I don’t want to go to kindy today” as he quietly sobbed as he sat on the couch or on some mornings, stamping his feet in protest.

“But Mummy has to go to work today honey, you’ll have fun with your little friends there and you can play with trains” I’d try saying in my effort to make him feel a bit more positive about the experience.

But that wasn’t the only thing I tried to do. The moment he saw me making his lunch and packing his bag, he knew what was happening. So I started ducking down to the car with his bags before he saw me. This didn’t last long, he soon caught on.

Then I started making a morning trip via the train station to see if we could see trains. Sometimes we were lucky and sometimes we weren’t.

I tried driving around the neighbourhood on a Monday morning trying to find the rubbish trucks for Elliott to look at.

I then started letting Elliott watch car and truck YouTube shows on my phone while driving to childcare in hopes that this would get his mind off what was happening.

There were mornings when I found myself saying yes to things that I knew I wouldn’t be able to commit to, only to keep Elliott happy. It made me feel terrible.

While all of these things diverted his attention to where we were going, once we arrived at the child care center, the crying started, the clinging to me started and so did the beginning of my daily heartbreak.

I knew I had to make it quick so it didn’t drag out, it wasn’t easy, I just wanted to keep hugging him, I just wanted to take him home. But I couldn’t.

The teachers at the childcare center would always reassure me that his crying lasted no more than 5 minutes and that he went on to have a great day. I could see it in the photos they would take. But the next day, we’d always go through the same thing. Oh how I envied the parents I’d see happily dropping off their children, children who couldn’t wait to scurry outside and play. The didn’t know how good they had it, I thought.

There was one day that really put me over the edge, like someone well and truly reached into my heart and pulled it’s strings (actually, they yanked them).

I dropped Elliott off as usual, experienced the horrible separation anxiety as usual and left him in the arms of a teacher, not his usual day teacher, but another we’d seen many times before. We parted ways and I walked out into the carpark. I thought I’d peek through the fence to have a look at how Elliott was travelling. I spotted him but he was no longer with the teacher, she’d placed him in the sand pit area with a few other children where he sat looking so sad, looking around and at the ground, just keeping to himself. That wasn’t my little boy, where had he gone?  It was in that very moment that my instincts kicked in again and I walked over to my car, got in and cried.

‘What have I been doing this whole year?’ I asked myself. ‘Why haven’t I seen this before, why haven’t I listened to Elliott’s calls for help?’

As soon as I reached home I made a phone call to another childcare center that I’d visited early in 2014 but couldn’t get Elliott into because there were no vacancies. I remember absolutely loving this place and being so disappointed I couldn’t get him in.

It was as though my stars had aligned this day because the three days I needed for Elliott were available. I couldn’t get over to the new childcare center fast enough to fill in the forms and I wasn’t letting Elliott go through another week, I got him in the following Monday.

What a change I saw in Elliott, it was amazing and absolutely filled my heart with joy. When I dropped him off he actually turned and looked at me to say goodbye, his way of saying ‘it’s ok for you to go now Mum’. When I picked him up of an afternoon, he didn’t want to go home! The third day we had a couple of issues with drop off but I figured it was because the teacher that had been so wonderful in helping him and talking with him on his first two days wasn’t in the room, it was evident to me that he very much relies on things and people he’s familiar with.

It really made me wonder what it was at the other place he didn’t like. I’m quite sure there wasn’t anything wrong, it could have been a matter of when he was dropped off it was always a different person and that he was often left to his own devices in a big yard full of kids or perhaps he didn’t receive enough one on one attention, or who knows, perhaps a one off incident happened in the early days that made him anxious for the rest of the year.  Or it could just be the fact that this new childcare center is much smaller and homelike which better suits Elliott’s personality and needs. It’s hard to tell with children of Elliott’s age (3 years old) when they can’t converse properly and that’s why motherly instincts are so damn important.

What I do know is, following your motherly instincts is one of the most accurate tools for decision making. Never again am I going to question my instincts because they are most certainly right.

Here’s to separation anxiety not coming back!

Eva Lewis (The Multitasking Woman)

Eva Lewis (The Multitasking Woman)

Eva is the Editor and Owner of The Multitasking Woman. She always has her fingers in many different pies but wouldn't have it any other way. Eva is a freelance writer, a social media manager, a Mum to her six-year-old son, one-year-old daughter, six chickens and Benny the dog and wife to Mr G. They all live happily in their little worker's cottage in Ipswich, Queensland, Australia.
Eva Lewis (The Multitasking Woman)

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  1. March 12, 2015 / 7:55 am

    Thank you for sharing this story, Eva. I had tears running down my face towards the end when you were describing him sitting in the sand pit, looking sad. It’s hard to ignore those instincts, sometimes we think we are just over reacting to a situation. I’m glad you went with your gut. Definitely learned something reading this!

  2. March 13, 2015 / 7:45 am

    Oh wow, poor little poppet! So glad you found a centre that works for him! My youngest got pretty worked up at the kindy drop-off when he first started, it’s so hard to walk away… good luck in the new centre!

  3. March 13, 2015 / 8:46 am

    That’s the worst feeling – my boys weren’t too bad with separation anxiety generally but I can still clearly remember that feeling of walking away and hearing your child crying as you leave. Just gut-wrenching. I’m so glad to hear things are working for you guys at the new centre – it sounds like your mummy instincts were dead right 🙂

  4. March 14, 2015 / 6:42 pm

    What a horrible thing to go through as a mum and poor Elliott. So glad he enjoys the new childcare centre much more. I don’t send bub yet because her allergies are still so severe, but I know the day will come where I put her in childcare one or two days a week and I’m dreading it.

  5. March 16, 2015 / 7:50 am

    Thank you for writing this Eva. Towards the end of his time at his last kindy my Son was the same. He had been there for 2 years and it was only at the end (it was just lucky he was leaving for a new pre-school) he wasn’t happy to go and was asking for his new kindy. Since being at the new pre-school he is so happy. Barely glances in my direction when we say goodbye and is really happy there. They are reporting some behavioural issues to me and I dread picking up up everyday (2 days a week) but he is happy. I wish I knew the issue. If he wasn’t happy to be there I would change him in a heart beat. I wish I could read my Mummy gut. Sometimes it just doesn’t give you a clear reading. I don’t know if it developmental, he just needs time to settle in, he is naughty and pushing boundaries, too many expectations or a combo of all of the above. Jx

  6. April 17, 2015 / 4:10 pm

    Thanks for sharing this blog. So glad to hear that you find a new child care center and Elliott enjoy and learn in the new childcare center. However, it is quite difficult to find good child care center.

  7. July 29, 2015 / 7:12 pm

    I’ve read somewhere in my social feed that there was an issue regarding kiddie drop off centers in our place having almost the same issue, that was somewhere in a mall and then the management made a mistake and had given the child mistakenly to a stranger whom luckily was recovered quick by the parent.

    • November 9, 2016 / 11:43 pm

      Daycare centers include a nice mix of activities during the day to teach different skills, such as singing, dancing, and storytelling.

      • December 7, 2016 / 10:26 pm

        One of the biggest benefits of daycare is socialization, because kids have to learn how to share, solve problems and be team players. And at a well-run program with teachers who have a strong education background, kids learn to use their voices to solve conflicts.

  8. February 15, 2017 / 5:46 pm

    It really is hard to find a good childcare services. You have to check every detail about day cares and need to be strict.