Today is Monkey’s first day at daycare, and I’m not sure that I’m as worried as I should be. I got a little weepy-eyed thinking of how my little man looked in the arms of his teacher when I was leaving – all cute and blowing bubbles, and perfectly content in someone else’s arms. And I’m a little concerned about how well he’ll sleep in a strange place and if he has enough breast milk. But I’m not panicked about strangers caring for him…not even a little bit.
Maybe it’s because he wasn’t crying when I left. Maybe it’s because I’m hoping someone more experienced with babies will be able to get him to sleep in a crib (which they already have). Maybe it’s because I’ve already spent a few weeks at work away from him. Maybe it’s because Hubby and I both get a break from being caretakers and get to enjoy our normal lives again – even if for just part of the day. Maybe it’s a combination of all of these factors.
I don’t necessarily feel like a bad mother, but I am wondering if I should be more worried. I can’t help it, though – I feel completely confident in the ability of this facility and its teachers to care for my son. Is there something wrong with my mommy beacon? Am I letting down my guard too soon? Or is this some sort of weird telepathic sign that I can relax – that everything is okay?
It occurs to me that I’m now worried about not being worried enough. *Sigh* I guess the worry never ends.
Update: Strike the entire post above. As of 3pm, I’m a complete and utter panic mess. I can’t wait for Hubby to pick up my Monkey!!