First day of daycare

That's right...today was the very dreaded first day of daycare. I would love to say it was wonderful and much better than I thought, but I would be lying and I try to be a very honest person. It stunk!!! For me anyways...Cason did great. I got tears in my eyes the second we pulled into the driveway. The daycare is split between a house and a building. The owner is in the house, but Cason's class is in the building. Well, I had to drop off his paperwork and pay before dropping him off so I went to the house first. I did fine while talking with Monnie (the owner), but as soon as I headed out the door to go down to the building, the tears were coming on strong. When I got to his room in the building I handed him to the teacher and then I really lost it. I couldn't even hardly talk to tell her when he ate and how he liked to sleep and how he liked to cuddle and everything else that I had rehearsed prior to that moment. All I could do was cry. I finally got out all I wanted to tell the teacher and asked, "Can I hold him again? I just want one more hug and kiss." That's when I knew for sure I was not doing so well...I just asked to hold my own child. The poor teacher just look stunned and shocked that I was such a basket case. (This is only her 3rd or 4th week.) The entire time I was talking to the teacher Cason was wide-eyed looking around, really checking everything out. You could tell he was like, "What is all this noise and who are all these people." (the building is one really big room with each class divided by 3-4 ft tall half walls.) He was really scoping everything out, and he was content. So, I left. I didn't want to, but I had to. I cried pretty much the entire way to work. This was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I know he's in good hands and I know he will be fine, but it was still so hard...and to be honest probably will be for a little while. I do know without a doubt, though, that God had his hand on me because when I was talking with Monnie, she told me that one of the babies in Cason's class was gone this week so it was a perfect week for him to start. When I left it was just Cason and a really cute little girl. That made me feel a little better knowing there was just two of them. That helped a little, I guess. I only called one time from work to check on him and of course, he was fine. We even got a little report card of his day so we could see when he did everything and how he was all day. That will be perfect for his baby book. Cason took to daycare well....much better than his mother. :-)