Daycare Delight

morning of

parking lot

in the office

This morning, the moment I have been dreading since I got pregnant came. I had to take Lexi to daycare. I was quite depressed the entire weekend just thinking about it. The sadness mounted on the drive there as both of us were unusually quiet. I snapped a few photos of her in the parking lot while trying to avoid the inevitable. Another mother stopped to ask me if it was her first day already knowing the answer by my actions.

As soon as we walked in the door, everything was fine. The owner reached out for Lexi and she went right to her. Lexi stared at the other kids in amazement while I finished the paperwork. I gave her a kiss before leaving, but she was still fascinated by the kids. About an hour and a half later, I called to check up on her and was told she was doing well. She had cried a little, but not much. At 11 am, I went to pick her up. I found her playing on the floor with two adorable babies. She was as happy as could be.

Actually, I kind of felt guilty for taking her back to my office because I knew it wouldn't be nearly as entertaining. I was right. She would have been happier at the daycare. It is just too difficult to keep her thoroughly entertained and get work done. Now, I am wondering what to do the rest of the week. I had planned to have her do half days at daycare and half days in my office. I want to be with her, but will that be selfish on my part? Maybe, I'll just extend the time each day and see how she does.