As predicted, Rowan was totally fine. He didn't make a peep when I handed him over to Ms. Carol, his teacher. He was curious about his new environment - especially the mirrors and other babies. I, however, was on the verge of tears the whole time. I know in the deepest parts of my logical brain that he will be safe and generally well cared for at school but my heart tells me (rather loudly, actually) that no one can care for him better than me. It's a good thing that we saw Lynn, Lisa, and Ansel that morning as we were leaving. Seeing them so well-adjusted helped me keep it together a little better. I didn't break down until my building's security guard greeted me and asked about Rowan.
Mercifully, the day went by quickly. It helped that Jeremy and I went to see Rowan at lunchtime. It was nice to have a brief cuddle break with my sweet boy and tough to leave him for the second time.
I knew yesterday was going to be difficult but I never thought I would miss him as much as I did. Last night I could not put him down. As tired as I was, I didn't want to go to bed and leave him awake with Jeremy.
Overall I think day care went okay. My concern is that Rowan will not get as much snuggling as some of the other babies since he's laid back and content to quietly observe the classroom from his bouncy chair. It could be my imagination, but I don't think he was as bubbly last night as he usually is. Maybe he was just exhausted. I could make up scenarios all day long, but who's to really know?
My body may be physically at work this week but my mind and heart are with my baby boy.
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