Well it finally came...After dreading it all summer, I had to leave my precious baby girl with a stranger in a strange place. Ok...now Ms. Beth has been very sweet and I do know another lady at the daycare, but for all intents and purposes it felt foreign to me. I prayed the whole drive over and didn't talk on my phone on Wednesday...those of you who know me know that's unusual. First day wasn't the best, but the second day was better. I'm learning. I laugh sometimes thinking about the looks first time mom's get. For instance, when you go to the pediatrician and forget to bring the bag that the poo poo diaper goes in. I had no idea that the doctor's office preferred not to dispose of them. Overall, this has been such a wonderful experience. I'm sure there will be days that I will feel guilty for not being home with my baby, but there's nothing like that feeling when I'm on my way to pick her up. I was practically running to get her this week. Derrick packed her bottles and her little bag...it was so precious. He likes to pack up her things (think he's good it packing ...maybe he get's that from the military). I'm sure I will have many more posts about daycare. Here's a cute pic from the first day.
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