is that yesterday a piece of my heart broke off and went off into the world without me. Our family entered a new era with both boys starting their daytime care routines & family responsibilities being divided once again between Mitch & I. This week we are all in training for my return to work next Monday.
We all knew, except Owen, that this day would come & decided it was best to ease into the new routine before I actually left the house. Logically I knew this was the right decision but yesterday my heart just wanted to keep my boys with me as long as I could.
After we walked Garrett to school Mitch & I prepared to take Owen to the sitter. We hadn't even pulled out of the garage when the tears started to come in full force. I was able to pull myself together for the actual drop off but once we were in the car I lost it. I am ever so grateful I had my fabulous husband there to drive me home.
It must have been my subconscious that left my bag at the sitter's so that I could go see my baby one more time. As I walked in I heard him crying & saw that they were struggling with the bottle. She & I agreed since I was there it was best just to nurse him. My heart rejoiced at this unexpected time together.
Knowing that I was going to be heartbroken I had made a date with Garrett for lunch. I was so happy to see my big guy. Thank goodness he's still young enough that he lets me kiss & hug on him in public.
Shortly after our lunch date I was back at the school so that I could watch him being transferred to his after school care. I had shared with his teacher that I would be doing this so I didn't surprise her with my stalker-like tendencies. As I saw them walk across the grass holding hands I could hear Garrett say "That's my mama's car."
After I saw him off safely I went home to bide my time until I could collect my boys. Being the crazy lady that I am I called his after school care to check in. Once I realized there was a mix up I went to get my guy early. Once everything was settled we celebrated with ice cream on our way to pick up Owen.
I was so relieved to hear that Owen had set the record for the best first day. True to his nature he was a happy guy all day. They eventually figured out the bottle together & without noisy dogs to wake him up he took good long naps in the crib.
In the end my boys fared much better than I did yesterday. And that is what you want as a mother, to raise happy, secure, well adjusted children that go out into the world & do great. I just wish it didn't take such a toll on my heart.
I wouldn't have made it through the day without the unconditional love, support & patience of Mitch who took each & every one of my calls with a smile in his voice.