Baby starts daycare in August. It is now the second week of June. In short, I’m a mess. Already.
Where did the time go? Seriously? It’s so cliche, but I do feel as though it was just yesterday we were staring down at an eight pound little munchkin wondering what we were supposed to do with it. It’s not that we know so much now, but we know him so much more. I know what he likes, what he dislikes, how can I hand him over to someone else?
While I know the transition to daycare is tough on everyone, and I expected to feel a bit of pain, I didn’t realize how heavy my heart would be as the day nears. Thing is, Baby is my buddy. We’ve spent almost every moment together the last nine months, we are a sort of team now. How’s it gonna be when he’s not with me, or me with him?
Which got me thinking of this song. Expect many more misty eyed posts as the days to daycare draw near. Until then, we’ll be making the most of the lazy, hazy days of mat leave.
