Baby B.
B. is at daycare today! K. is with her, and it's officially just a "play date" so she can start to get used to the place. K. and I were both in tears last night over it. Not that today itself is a big deal, it's just a big step. It's harder for K., who has been home with her, pretty much all day every day, since she was born. I remember the morning of my first day back to work after maternity leave, just holding my tiny, beautiful baby in my arms and sobbing, knowing that our 24/7 time together was done.
It's great, in a way, seeing her become more independent, and she is just so ready for taking these steps, but it's all just too fast for me. I'm proud of us, though, for doing what is so obviously the best thing for her, even if it is totally NOT what is best for us. Go us!
It's great, in a way, seeing her become more independent, and she is just so ready for taking these steps, but it's all just too fast for me. I'm proud of us, though, for doing what is so obviously the best thing for her, even if it is totally NOT what is best for us. Go us!