First Day: 7/16/12
Well, I did it. I handed her over to a (a very nice) stranger in a strange (but clean) environment. I know I am being a bit dramatic about… well everything, these days, but I can’t help it, I love that little chunk monk (as if you didn’t already know that). She’s of course is fine. She went right to her teacher. She smiled at the other babies. She is handling it much better than me. She didn’t’ cry. I did. “We can do hard things” and I am adding a new mantra “I’m stronger than I think.”
Well, I did it. I handed her over to a (a very nice) stranger in a strange (but clean) environment. I know I am being a bit dramatic about… well everything, these days, but I can’t help it, I love that little chunk monk (as if you didn’t already know that). She’s of course is fine. She went right to her teacher. She smiled at the other babies. She is handling it much better than me. She didn’t’ cry. I did. “We can do hard things” and I am adding a new mantra “I’m stronger than I think.”
First Week: 7/20/12
One week of daycare down. I feel still feel sad about it, but not all the time, which is improvement. I am able to go and nurse her at lunch and that hour to break up the time spent away from her each day is what is making this all bearable. I am just trying to focus on the good, and not idea of her sitting in a bouncy seat starring into space. Daycare is daycare, work is work. We would all like to be sitting on an island watching our kids play in the sand, but that’s just not how life works….And even though there can't be sandcastles everyday, there are always things to be grateful for.
One week of daycare down. I feel still feel sad about it, but not all the time, which is improvement. I am able to go and nurse her at lunch and that hour to break up the time spent away from her each day is what is making this all bearable. I am just trying to focus on the good, and not idea of her sitting in a bouncy seat starring into space. Daycare is daycare, work is work. We would all like to be sitting on an island watching our kids play in the sand, but that’s just not how life works….And even though there can't be sandcastles everyday, there are always things to be grateful for.
Today I am grateful for:
It's Friday. Fridays are the best aren't they? The anticipation of the weekend is almost better than the two days off. I love hanging out with my little family on a Friday night, ordering out and kicking back on the couch.
Finley's teachers. They really are great. They are both a little older and have kids of their own. They give her lots of cuddles and kisses and keep her clean and safe. I don't worry about her, I miss her, but I know she is okay.
Monday: 7/23/12
*Okay confession. I do worry about her, but I have to trust that she is okay.
Monday: 7/23/12
*Okay confession. I do worry about her, but I have to trust that she is okay.
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