Maybe I’m not as good with change as I thought I was after all.  This past week was Kumquat’s first week of daycare and I think it was hard on me just as much as it was for her.  Wednesday was better than Friday since she was basically clueless on the first day but caught on very quickly on Friday that I would be leaving her.  I know that this is good for her and I know that it will get easier but I couldn’t hold back tears on either day.  On Wednesday, I cried on my way to work after I left the daycare.  On Friday, I had tears in my eyes when Kumquat was clinging onto me for dear life during the drop-off.  I made sure she didn’t see my face but boy was it hard to put her down and just leave.

Luckily the teacher has a cell phone and will give me at least one update if I send her a message.  I just miss the random photos that Mirian sends to me in the middle of the day showing me how much fun she’s having without me. I also take comfort in that the day always turns out fine and she even managed to take her nap during the scheduled 1-3pm time instead of her usual 12-2pm time.  She’s eating well and even pooping each time she’s there.  By brain tells me that this is good for her but it’s still so hard to leave her. My mom told me the story of my first day of school and she said she went home and cried and even picked me up early on my first day.  I guess this runs in the family.  I sure wished I could have picked her up early on Wednesday.

Now I look forward to picking her up in the afternoon and our drive home is so much fun.  She’s in the best mood and sings to me the whole ride home.  I guess I just love having a little sidekick.

Let’s just see how this next week turns out.  I’m hoping one day she will one day just say “Bye Mama” and run inside to play.  Then again, when that day comes I’m pretty sure I’ll cry again.