Week 2
So if you’ve read any of my other blog posts, you’ll realize that I’m inconsistent! Haha. I’m working on that this year. I literally just decided as I’m writing this that I’m going to keep up with this blog.
Here it goes…
Week 2: Selah started daycare exactly one week ago today. Daddy went back to work the week before and would no longer be caring for her during the day. They had a whole year together of bonding and experiencing the little great moments that come with having a little, miniature human version of yourself in your presence, meanwhile I have been back at work since she was about two and a half months, but that’s neither here nor there…back to the point. So last week every morning that I dropped Selah off to daycare she cried. I mean the cry that says stay with me, I need you, I’m scared and the “Mommy, please don’t leave me I can’t make it without you because I need you for everything and I love you so much.” To my surprise, it wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be to leave her because she would cry like that sometimes when I went to work. As a matter of fact, she still cries like that sometimes when I leave the room to go to that bathroom! Nevertheless, I find myself more frustrated and sad with the fact that I have to go to work and leave her in the first place than feeling any way about sending her to daycare. Anyways, we made it work for a whole week. Every day I would drop her off, and every day she would scream-cry. One day toward the end of the week, I caught her though. I had to leave the carseat at daycare that day so I took her inside to drop her off first and then, stepped back through the door to get the carseat I left on the porch. She had stopped crying as soon as she couldn’t see me in the entryway. So I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised today when I dropped her off that she just walked up to her daycare provider like a big girl to get picked up. Since I needed to check-in with her daycare provider, she told Selah to go to the assistant to get breakfast (eat-eat) and Selah just kept it moving. Do you want to know the kicker? She never even looked back! She didn’t give me a bye-bye, a wave, a head nod, or any other acknowledgement. She just walked right on into the kitchen out of my view.
Guess who wanted to cry today?