Eight Days and Counting

That's it...eight short, short days until I have to go back to work. Tammie has a few extra, but not many. That means just one thing...

Bailey has to go to daycare.

I went and met our daycare lady yesterday. Ms. Ruby is what the kids call her and she is very nice. All of the kids seemed well taken care of and loved on. The entire time we were there she had one of the little kids on her lap and was still serving out hugs to the others.

I don't fear sending Bailey to daycare with Ms. Ruby. We had a wonderful recommendation from someone we trust implicitly, and every parent that Tammie has contacted about Ms. Ruby has sung her praises. The problem that Tammie and I are having is this...it won't be either of us taking care of her for a LARGE portion of the day. I know that I'm lucky being a teacher. I've gotten to spen an entire summer with Bailey at home and I've gotten to love on her all day, everyday. And all that is about to come to an end

They say being a parent is hard. The sleepless nights and the long bouts of crying are hard, it's true. But sending her to daycare is the absolute hardest...