Most mornings dropping him off is a breeze. I put him down and he hurries over to a toy car and starts having fun. Or he crawls into another room without even saying good bye! but mornings like this one are pretty tough... Henry cries for me to not leave! Grabs my legs, melts to the floor, tears and more tears. I give him a kiss and say good bye real quick. He gives me the sad puppy eyes as he watches me slip out the door. I know that once I am gone he soon forgets and moves onto having fun but boy does it do a number on my heartstrings!
Henry's current daycare provider is wonderful. She sends me photos every so often to show me that Henry is having fun. I'm glad to see him playing and doing well. Part of me does feel a bit sad that I'm not the one watching him have fun. That I am not the one who is taking him to the park. I would be lying to say that I didn't feel those pangs of sadness. Right now it is necessary for us both to work and I like working, having something for me to do every day. Being surrounded by adults, being out of the house. It will be good for Henry too once he is ready to go to preschool he will already know that I drop him off and I will come back to pick him up. He is able to socialize all day with other kids that are older and younger than him!
What is the point of this post? I guess I am just thinking thought the decision. It isn't an easy one. I love Henry and I miss him while I am at work. This is the life we have chosen and Henry is doing good with his little friends.
|Henry may not be walking on his own quite yet but he will cruise around with a stroller all day! At home he just pushes a laundry basket. Haha.|
|Even Charlie Brown loves eating chocolate covered graham crackers!!!|
All of the photos in this post are courtesy of Henry's daycare provider. :)