It's not every day. Usually she'll have a few bad days, then a few good days. Sometimes on the bad days she'll spike a fever. No matter what, she doesn't want me out of her sight, and sometimes she doesn't want me out of her grasp. It's also at times like this when she doesn't want anyone to take care of her except for me, not even Bart.
There is no break during these days except for nighttime. Until this phase passes, I am often a prisoner in my home. She is so clingy to me that I haven't felt comfortable even doing things like volunteering to help at VBS or the clothing giveaway this week at church - things I hope to be able to do eventually. If there really is a downside to being a Stay-At-Home-Mom, it's the almost inevitable mommy-clingyness.
While I don't enjoy not being able to leave Ladybug's sight on some days without a complete breakdown, I know from friends that this likely isn't a permanent situation. I can tell that it's not, because when she's doing well I can see that's she's fine without me. Still yet, I'm working to get her "out" as much as possible. We're not out every day, but we try to have at least one play date a week and get out to do something else at least once a week. If not for the long drive, I would even consider taking her to Mother's Day Out at our church once a week.
For the most part, being home together is wonderful and developmentally Ladybug is doing great. She knows several of her letters already, often speaks in complete sentences, and she can count to ten. She is super-healthy. I have yet to need to take her in to the pediatrician for anything other than her well-child visits. This time will pass quickly. Though at times it's more stifling than when she was a newborn and everything seemed so tiring and at times monotonous, it's not permanent. Soon enough she'll be pushing me away to run off on adventures with her friends. I have to remind myself that even these difficult times are worth it in the grander scheme of things.