When I was asked by PBS to write a blog post around attachment I chose to share the story about my journey with anxious attachment and parenting. http://www.pbs.org/thisemotionallife/blogs/anxious-attachment-heaven-hell-and-back-again .
In writing the post I was able to see more clearly how my anxiety around loss plays a big part in our overall dance. My daughter came with her own story of loss since she was an orphan and had been in a Chinese orphanage for 9 months before we met. Together, we have elements of loss in our relational dance.
Yesterday she went on a trip with friends to a hot springs. This was first time she would be gone for two nights without being able to make contact, since cell phones don’t work at the springs.
We were both excited for her to go since a lot of her friends were going and she knew everyone on the trip. For days, ahead of time, she was packing and getting excited about the adventure. I was also excited about having 2 days to rest, play and have “me” time.
All sounds wonderful, yes?
I forgot about the separation dance so when I woke up yesterday and went in her room to say good morning and get a cuddle, she asked me to leave. WHAM! Before I knew it, I engaged the “I’m not important” move and pouted my way out the door. This engaged her, “Better take care of mom” move and she called me back.
I countered with my “I’m fine” move and she easily moved into her “I’m fine” right back atcha! Oh, the dreaded separation dance had begun. The rest of the morning we moved from anger to neediness to control.
Fortunately, a light bulb went off and I was able to name that we were doing the Separation Dance. We both sighed with relief and began talking about how scary it is to be away from each other without being able to make contact. Once we were able to talk about it we both relaxed and decided to do our best to stay connected without trying to mitigate the pain of separation. It was powerful to consciously move toward a different dance.
After she left, I was left with my worry of losing her and during the night I was able to connect the dots to when my mother went away on a trip and didn’t come back. I was able to hold myself during the night and remember that I didn’t have to connect that memory with NOW. For in the now my daughter was on a beautiful trip, having fun with her friends and I was safe at home enjoying my time. I could actually focus on the joy instead of connecting with the pain of the past.
Ah….a new dance move in the works.
Tags: Connection, daughter, loss, parenting, separation





I was beyond excited as my daughter took the green smoothie I’d just made. Over the last week she had been drinking them with true pleasure instead of closing her eyes and making a face. It’s not that she doesn’t like the taste, it is the mere sight of something GREEN in the drink that forces her to rebel and make noises as if she were dying. You would think I was forcing her to drink poison. LOL
If only I was perfect, I’d always know the right thing to do. If only I was perfect, I’d say the right thing and be able to protect my daughter from all pain. If only I was perfect, I’d be the perfect mom and have the perfect kid! WRONG!
As my daughter grows and expands her circle of friends and influence, I feel less connected. When I become aware the connection is shifting a part of me begins to panic. As I feel this panic rising up, ready to grab me, I start scrambling to re-connect with my daughter. The problem is that I try to connect in the old ways and when she doesn’t respond I start feeling like I must be doing something “wrong”. This feeling only exacerbates my fear and I start getting needy and desperate for her to connect instead of connecting with myself and my fear. No matter what I offer, to her, from this place she politely says, no! Back to the drawing board…..
Kim, on my Facebook fan page, asked me, “how do I get my son to eat healthier and more of a variety? ” Thanks, Kim…I love this topic for I hear about food issues a lot.
OMG! It has finally happened! I AM ANNOYING! Now, the funniest part is I was talking with another parent about her son being annoying and how hard it is to be the annoying one. That night, in her sleep, my daughter yells out, “You are so annoying.” I told my client the next day that I’m even annoying in my sleep! Too funny!
When our children ask for what they want they are exercising the “I want” muscle. This is the beginning of dreaming and opening to the limitless possibilities available to them in our abundant world.
Last night, my daughter came into my room and told me her finger was swollen. I took a look and sure enough she had a bite next to her knuckle and her finger was swelling to about twice the size. As I looked up and saw her face, the right side of her cheek looked like it was stuffed with a little ball. There were 2 more tiny bites on the right cheek, one on her forehead and another on her left cheek, all swelling. 


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