The transition for Madeline to start daycare was a pretty smooth one. I have always been 100% confident in my decision of where to have her spend her days, but there have been moments here and there where I felt bad for not getting to spend my days with her. Until yesterday, those feelings have been short lived because I have seen how wonderful everyone in her room is and how well she's doing.
I had told the women in the room that I didn't know when she had firsts. Last night when I picked her up, one of them said "how long has she been rolling over?" They saw my face fall and instantly knew she'd never done it before, and at that moment I knew that I'd missed one of her firsts. I held it together until I got in the car with her, and then I cried. A lot.
I know these feelings are normal and that she'll still have many more firsts. But I also know there's a good chance I won't be there to see them. I think it will take some time for me to be truly ok with my decision. Any advice from any moms out there would be helpful. Or at least tell me I'm not alone when I feel like this.
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