Sofia started going to daycare last week. The first day she went by herself I went with Christian to drop her off. Needless to say, I didn't even have the door shut to the room before the tears started rolling. I somehow calmed myself down until I got to the car. Luckily, my dear friend, Shy, told me to call her that morning. She too had dropped her little one off at daycare for the first time that day. She spoke sweet words to me as I cried. Christian and I feel blessed we are able to send Sofia to a nice daycare. Her two teachers are very kind and understanding. They take the time to speak to me each afternoon about Sofia and how she is adjusting. Christian forgot about picture day on Wednesday. Ms. K sent him back home to get the outfit. He dropped off her outfit on the hanger. Ms. K. and Ms. M. changed Sofia into the outfit for the picture and changed her back out afterwards. They even put it back on the hanger instead of folding it and putting it in her diaper bag. Maybe this is common but to this first time mom it makes me feel good.
This week I went back to work. Lucky for me, I don't drop Sofia off at daycare. I'm not sure I would make it to work on time each day if I did. I would probably stay on the mat holding her and speaking to the other babies.This week, looking forward to the weekend is taking on a whole new meaning. I look forward to watching Sofia wake up and perform her morning stretch. I have been jealous of Christian all week with the fact he gets to unswaddle her and watch her stretch each morning.
Adjusting to work has been interesting. I love my job. Before Sofia I would stay at work for very long hours. Christian never had to worry about where I was because 9 times out of 10 I was still at work. Leaving things left undone until the next day has given me some anxiety but I am coming to terms with it. Learning how to balance both work and family is going to take a bit more time. Coming to terms with the fact I can't be the little worker bee I was before Sofia is going to take a lot longer than I anticipated. This feeling of guilt about work is new to me.
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