Day Care

So, today I went back to work and Kensie went to Daycare. It was quite a feat, trying to organize all the bags and such that I needed to bring with me today (laptop, diaper bag, pump bag, bottle bag, and purse). And, in order to get the both of us fed, clean, and ready to go, I had to get up at 5:30am! I know I have been getting up this early many times in the last 2 months. But, it is so different when you know you can't take a nap (not that I did very often) and you must be productive and speak intelligently.

Many people have warned me about the drop off at daycare when you first return to work. One suggestion was to have Chris do it, because it can be very emotional. But, hubby was unavailable, so I had to do the deed. I told myself to keep it "business as usual," so I wouldn't burst into tears. For the most part, it worked. When I arrived, there were a few younger girls there who collect babies, but aren't the full time teachers in the infant room. As you can see from the picture, one girl had a lovely nose ring. But, she was very friendly and Kensie seemed to like her right away.

I came back to visit during my lunch, and gave Kensie her bottle, since she started waking up the minute I walked in the door. I wonder if she heard my voice, when I announced my entry? This visit was just what I needed to break up my terribly boring corporate day. However, it made it even harder to finish the day. I cried during the whole 10 minute walk back to the office. I felt like such a fool... but there was nothing I could do but let the tears flow. God, I hope tomorrow is easier.