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Isolating

My parents were here for the last two weeks and they left this morning. They couldn’t help me with Klara because she won’t stay with people she doesn’t know well even for a minute. But it was good to have them trailing after me wherever I went with Klara. Taking care of a small child is very isolating. 

I don’t use my phone when I’m around Klara (she’s a very active toddler, I need to have her in my field of vision all the time at this age), so I don’t get any adult conversation for hours. I now started trying to strike conversations with people on the playground for my sake and not for Klara’s, because even for a deeply unsociable person like me it gets too isolating. I have this new colleague who always comes to my office to chat. Before, I wouldn’t have liked it but now I’m extremely grateful for his existence because I now like small talk. 

So it was nice to have grandparents around to talk to. 

What I wonder is if N was the primary caretaker, would that make him need people to interact with? Right now, he doesn’t understand the point of interacting with any adult but me. I’d really love to see whether his sociability would be awakened. 

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5 thoughts on “Isolating

  1. My four year old daughter has also been like that always — she never stays a minute with her grandparents — she just doesn’t know them well enough! The difference is that my parents would never trail after me, or try very hard to get to know their grandchild better. So it’s fair, I suppose.

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  2. N sounds like my husband. My husband goes out of his way to avoid people and doesn’t need to talk with anyone but me. It bums me out, because I am social and I would love it if we entertained more, but he’s a grump and detests small talk, so we don’t have people over much. 😦 I miss people.

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  3. Unrelated: A new microfiction of mine came out, for anyone needing cheering up.

    https://thedrabble.wordpress.com/2017/10/27/the-finger/

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    • It’s funny. 🙂 And I love the pen name.

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      • 🙂 Thanks, Clarissa! I’m glad you like it! (The name, too.)
        So much short fiction is doom, gloom, loss, pain, and all manner of deep introspection. Maybe it’s just me being childish, but I see the ridiculous and the funny everywhere (especially in the doom and gloom). I think humor needn’t be just a lowbrow thrill and is generally underrated.

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