First Day of Daycare

Don't be fooled by that Nars Heat Wave covered smile you see...the minute I left the daycare leaving my little man behind I balled and balled all the way to work.  Probably the hardest thing I've ever had to do.

And it wasn't like Liam was upset - no, he was smiling at his new teacher, being held and chewing away on his hands.  In fact, I think he'll really enjoy being around other tiny people more his size (at least here's hoping).

And of course when I was pregnant, my husband and I toured several daycares and we picked this one.  We like this one.

But he has been my whole world for 3 months (or 1 year counting in utero) and now I'm missing every little smile and tear.  I can't hear his little coos and the sound of him trying to talk to me or his little grunts as he eats.  I can't cuddle him or smell him.

I'm devastated missing him.

In the end, we all made it through.  He was taking a little siesta when I picked him up and after he came out of his daze gave me those coveted smiles.  He remembered me, and his daddy.

I know it'll get better.  With time, it'll be easier to be away from him. Many many moms do this everyday.  I can too, right?  Time to buck up.

Other working mamas - what are your coping strategies?

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