The big 2-9, part 2

A little less than a month ago, Judd turned 29. That meant my birthday was right around the corner. I had been dreading this day for a while. Not because I was turning 29, but because it is Charlotte's first day at full blown 5 day / week "school". It isn't fair that you have to drop your baby off at "school" on your birthday.

After labeling her clothes, blankets, bottles, pacifier, and diapers this morning, I got her dressed and we headed out the door. We walked in and I put her on the floor. There were 3 babies already there playing with toys. She was thrilled to be there. She was smiling at everyone who looked at her and was mesmerized by the toys the other babies were playing with. After filling out her daily progress sheet and putting everything away in her cubby, I asked if there was anything else I needed to do. The teacher replied, "No, you're free to go." I took one last look at her and turned to leave. I cried the whole way down the hall. I called Judd and he reassured me that we were doing the best thing. I have pulled myself together and I am enjoying the peace and quiet of an empty house. I am looking forward to not being so stressed out on Mondays and Fridays trying to work and watch her at the same time. I just wish there was a way to do everything, keep her home with me and work, but I'm learning there are choices to be made.

My birthday will have some highlights. Around 4pm I'll go pick Charlotte up. Judd is making homemade oreo ice cream for me tonight. I got a new lens for my camera. Also, Judd's card to me was a nice sentimental card rather than one about farts. What more could a girl ask for?