Aiden has his first day of daycare this past week, he goes on tuesdays and thursdays for 4 hours to help with his speech & basically to let him interact with more kiddos and he seems to like it so far!
I felt like I was going to have a panic attack on Monday evening thinking about dropping my baby off the next morning, and I just KNEW that he was going to have a massive meltdown the next morning...
Fast forward.
Tuesday morning we went into his classroom, put his backpack up in a cubby & washed his hands....then I lingered because I was unsure, and then I asked him for a hug and kiss (which I didn't get) and he just let me leave. No tears, no screaming, no fuss.
Well, not from him. I on the other hand, cried all the way home (I live close, so my "sad time" was short) I just feel like he is growing way too fast, and it's hitting me that he really isn't a baby anymore. I mean, I know he will always be "my baby" but his infancy is gone and I feel a tiny piece of my heart break, and then the rest of it says, Ok - have another! ;)
I now realize I am just as attached to him as he is to me, he's my shadow, Especially when Patrick is gone..but as much as I missed it, it was nice to try and clean my house without stopping for popsicles or the end of nap time or because Captian America needed immediate attention. But for now, 4 hours for 2 days a week is just enough for the both of us to handle haha.
When I went to pick him up on Tuesday he was a hott mess. He usually naps around 10:30 and they don't get out until 12, and if you know Aiden you know he doesn't do well without sleep and he is a bear when he's tired. When I got there she was holding him and walking him around, I could hear him crying through the door and It broke my heart...but as soon as he saw me he perked right up and snuggled into my shoulder and wrapped his fingers into my hair.
Love him, that little stinker.
He totally had the whole "sleep head bob" that you do when trying to stay awake, during lunch... he slept for 3 hours that afternoon :) Go daycare.
Thursday went well too - and he was crying when I picked him up again...but this time it was because he didn't want to come in from the playground. Oh bug.
All in all his first week went well!
Alright mom, I'm done sweeping...can we go now?
Ok.. my captions are lame.
But this kid, is seriously cute.
