I don't think I've been away from my 9 mo ds for more than 2 hours since he was born - first of all because of the crazy feeding, now because there really is nobody else around - and I mean nobody - to have him.
My DH is a teacher and off work for the hols. He's just taken ds out and texted to say "I could stay out for lunch with him at my mum's, actually".
Cue me coming over all panicky and saying nah just bring him back for lunch. Perhaps if it had been planned, I'd have been cool with it. Or perhaps if I didn't have an awful relationship with my MIL and if she wasn't the only person who makes ds cry (by being too in-his-face).
Or should it just have been the easiest thing in the world to just say "yes please! Have fun! Byeee!"?
Please tell me your PFB separation anxiety stories...