I sobbed this morning after dropping Lavinia at day care for the third time. Not sure why because on the first two occasions I was fist-pumping.
The lip quiver started while I walked, baby-less, to my car. Parents weaved around me rushing to drop-off their own kids. Not one tear between them. I’m sure it gets easier over time. Yet still not sure about the day three waterworks? I’ve always been a slow emotion-processor (my darn stubborn-Italian half.)
When we arrived home she started tearing around the house making brand new sounds…..After one afternoon! This kid is going to be speaking in sentences soon, thanks to her new friends. No doubt childcare is good for her development, I can see it before my very eyes.
Overall today was a great day. I’ll chalk my unexpected emotions up to what I call, ‘The New Mom Shift,’ its when you cry during commercials, the evening news ect. Becoming a parent makes you soft. It connects you so deeply to the world that you feel like your heart is made of porcelain.
Fingers crossed, the fourth time will be a tear-free charm.