I'm having a hard time realizing that on Tuesday, September 4th I will no longer be at home with my baby all day. Sometimes that realization comes as a relief as in- He's been crying for hours. Thank goodness next week someone else will have to do all this bouncing. -or- I would really like to talk to some grownups and not be covered in milk right now.
But mostly I feel kinda sad. I'm going to miss so much time in his life everyday from now until forever with daycare and then school. Right now when he does something new every couple of hours it seems hard to think that he will be displaying these new behaviors to someone else, some stranger, some lady who is not the mama.
We had a difficult time finding daycare but eventually got into two of them. One is a large national chain with brightly colored classrooms and slick literature. The other is a private daycare with less flashy toys crammed into the first floor of a building downtown. One is as expensive as our monthly rent and one is $600 less. One is an hour commute each way and one is literally less than 5 blocks from my office. After some discussion we decided near to my office was the biggest plus and will be putting him into the less fancy, less expensive daycare- I feel slightly guilty from an educational standpoint but I am tempering it with the fact that with less of a commute we will spend much more time with him each day AND I can walk over to feed him at lunch if I wish.
I gotta go cuddle my baby now...