The last time I had to leave Bree somewhere without either of her parents was when she was in the NICU. I always felt like I was leaving a piece of my heart behind, and I swear my heart would physically ache until I was by her side again.
Today that ache came back when I took her to daycare this morning. She is trying out her new daycare for Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday this week. It allows her time to get used to the new environment, and for them to get used to her. I go in at lunch time to show them how to feed her. Today Bree had a puke saved up for them, so I feel a little bad about it. However, it is a part of who she is. It's not pleasant, but it is what it is.
There have been some good signs today though. When I took her in this morning she clung to me for a few minutes, but then wandered over to the table and tried to take someone elses cheerios. The teacher got her set up with her own cheerios (which she spilt all over the table and floor). However, she sat down and ate some cheerios. I left with her happy and content.
When I showed back up around lunch time to pick her up (so I could show them how to feed her), she was sitting at the table by herself drinking a sippy cup! She whined when she saw me, but after a few moments of cuddle she saw that the other kids were playing with bubbles and she wanted to go. I put her down and she went right over in the middle of all the kids and shrieked with happiness.
I think she is going to fit right in, and do just great. Now if only this ache in my heart would go away.
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Sending you hugs. I am glad she seems to be adjusting just fine. She is going to love it, I am sure!
Why are things like this always so much harder for us than it is for them? I know that is a good thing, but...well, somehow my heart doesn't take it that way.
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