In the morning it's just me and the Baby. I get 20 uninterrupted minutes to feed him breakfast, make him laugh and hug him before I put him in the car and drive him to daycare. He is happy, he smiles and laughs when I am taking him out of the car. Then I start talking about all the fun he's going to have spending the day with his friends. He is happy. I take him inside and remove his jacket. He's happy. He sees the care giver and he's happy until I hand him over and then he cries a horrible sad cry that makes the hair on my arms stick up and makes me feel empty in the pit of my stomach! I turn and leave, some days I can hear him cry until I walk out the door. Some days I wait until I hear him stop before I leave. But everyday, by the time I get to the parking lot he has stopped crying and is playing with the toys. Then I enjoy my Hal hour drive to work:)
October 11, 2012 - Still Crying at Dropoff
In the morning it's just me and the Baby. I get 20 uninterrupted minutes to feed him breakfast, make him laugh and hug him before I put him in the car and drive him to daycare. He is happy, he smiles and laughs when I am taking him out of the car. Then I start talking about all the fun he's going to have spending the day with his friends. He is happy. I take him inside and remove his jacket. He's happy. He sees the care giver and he's happy until I hand him over and then he cries a horrible sad cry that makes the hair on my arms stick up and makes me feel empty in the pit of my stomach! I turn and leave, some days I can hear him cry until I walk out the door. Some days I wait until I hear him stop before I leave. But everyday, by the time I get to the parking lot he has stopped crying and is playing with the toys. Then I enjoy my Hal hour drive to work:)
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