Seperation Anxiety...

OK, now I get it. Ever since Abby was born I have heard repeatedly about separation anxiety. I never really got it until the past week or so. For the first 9 months of her life, I could walk out of the room or the house or wherever and she could have cared less. The past week, I can't even go to a different part of the room when we are at home without her crying and following me trying to get me to pick her up. I will never forget when a friend of hours told us that having a 9 month old was the hardest time for him because the baby was so dependent on the parents. Now I understand exactly what he was talking about because Abby wants me to either hold her, be right next to her or watch her when she does anything. While we have made great progress in her independence, I feel like we have taken a step backwards with this "have to be with Mommy all the time" phase. Luckily, at this point, she is still OK when I drop her off at either grandma's house. I hope we never see that and I hope this phase is over with soon!