Separation anxiety!

Today was my second attempt at taking Grayson to the daycare at the gym. The first time I was able to leave him there for about 50 minutes before he started having a breakdown. They gave him lots of animal crackers and basically had to hold him the whole time. Today....was a different story. I took him to find a cool truck and excavator to play with. As soon as I told him that I would see him later and gave him a kiss.....he had his little freakout (which involves his big time cry and guilt provoking looks). But, I trucked on to my destination of the pool. I should have went with my gut and just did some weights or cardio.....something that didn't require me to completely change and get wet, etc. But I really wanted to swim, dang it! Well, I got 6 laps in (a total of 3 1/2 minutes) before I called to check on him. "Well, he is fussing pretty good"......."ok, be there in just a bit". I didn't even have time to shower off and had to just put on my clothes, re-pull back my hair and off I go to save my child. Anyway, I've realized that I am going to have to suck it up with the long drive and try to get there more often; almost daily....if I want to be able to swim again! Obviously I won't go through the whole rig-a-ma-roll of going for a swim until he is at peace. This too shall pass! (right, Cailen?)