Today was the first real test for me. Today was the day I had to leave my child in the care of another person that I had just met. Today was the day I had to physically let go. I have been back at work since December 7th, but we have been fortunate to have one-on-one care for several months. The daycare couldn't take Jonah until today, February 22nd. Our first blessing was Aunt Lindsay. She took care of Jonah till January 15th. I felt like Lindsay was like a second mom to Jonah, and Jonah sure loves Aunt Lindsay. We then had Miss Kendall, who recently completed nursing school and is officially working as a nurse!! Congrats, Kendall! Jonah sure loved Miss Kendall, too. We then had Patrick's parents come and stay for the last week. Of course, Jonah lovessss his Mimi and Grandaddy! I am glad they got to share that special tiem. I had been dreading this day for awhile, but it was not as traumatic as I thought.
I really do love the daycare we have for Jonah. It is called Reimage, and I know he will be surrounded with love and be taught in a Christian atmosphere. One of the best things is my old roomie, Anna Lee, has a little girl in the daycare as well. Jonah and Annabel will be in the same classroom in about a month! Jonah sure does think Annabel is one pretty girl.
I know God worked it out for Anna Lee to be standing in the parking lot as I pulled up. I was a nervous wreck, and she helped carry his bag inside. She showed me where to put everything, and then she went off to work while I tried to organize all of Jonah's stuff. I didn't realize how crazy the first day can be! Everything was labeled to death, and I was busy putting away bottles in the fridge, stacking diapers in the cubby, and trying to keep from crying. Little Jonah was just watching from his carseat with a wide-eyed expression.
I finally was done putting away his things, and I put him in a bouncy seat. He normally lights up and plays with these types of things, but I think he knew he was in a different place. I kissed him and told him I loved him, and out the door I went. I had barely pulled onto Memorial Drive when I felt a hot stream of tears running down my cheeks. My little peanut was in a room with 5 other babies and 2 adults. No one-on-one time here! It will be good for him, and as he grows, friendships will grow, too. Who knows, maybe he will have a little girlfriend named Annabel (Not until you are 30, by the way)
The teachers said he was a tad fussy, which is to be expected. He refused to sleep in his crib, which is nothing new. I sure do love swings, but the next baby will learn how to nap in his or her crib:) We all survived, and I hope he gets the hang of this quickly. Happy First Day of School, Jonah! We are proud of you!
Mommy and Me before rushing out the door!
I love Daddy's kisses...