Today begins the last week of me being home with my Missy Pants. It's bittersweet really: I'm looking forward to having a schedule and getting out of the house every day, but I'm so sad that another lucky person will get to spend their day with my sweet baby girl! I'm so thankful that the person watching Ali is a good friend of mine, so at least she won't be at a daycare where she is 1 of 10... but it's still hard! I don't want to stay at home anymore, but I don't want to be away from her! Why can't I just teach with her strapped in the front-back, geez!!! :-)
I find myself worrying that she will replace me with the daycare provider, and that she is growing and changing so much I will miss something spectacular and never forgive myself. I know that children go to daycare every day- Hell, I went to daycare and still think my mom is the bestest... and now I'm going to stop freaking out.
The beauty is that after I go back, there is only three weeks until we get a day off for Veteran's Day, then comes Thanksgiving followed by Christmas Break, so I won't have too long of stretches between when we can be together again.
It will be fine once I get back into the swing of things, it's just hard to think about right now :(