New stage

Well I recently got a new job! Yay!!! This means daycare for my son. Thankfully I know he'll be fine once the routine is established because I drop him off at the babysitting room at the gym and he does get used to it when I got regularly. 

I visited 5 daycares and chose Helping Hands because they are closest to my work and they use an app called Himama to update parents via email (or by app if you download it too). This means that I can look at how his day went at home when I'm more relaxed and not in a hurry to pick him up. 

This aside we did a few transitional visits last week to help my son get used to being in this new environment with these adults and toddlers. He was understandably clingy, even though one of our unofficial visits he pretty much ran off without so much as a goodbye (go figure). Our third official visit I left him there for an hour. I gave him to the assistant manager and he wasn't happy but he didn't cry either. He sort of new her as she had been there during every visit and allowed himself to be distracted by her. Turns out he didn't even ask for me and when I returned I felt more guilty that he couldn't eat lunch with everyone than I did about leaving him there to begin with. 

When I came back from my coffee date with my friend my son was sitting quietly on the carpet in the back of the group watching Frozen for the first time. He looked like he was behaving so well I couldn't help but feel pride and a tiny bit of sadness that he is truly growing up more quickly than I would like. Of course I want him to adjust well and succeed but I've always felt that my time with him at his most helpless and innocent was far too short. So while I am so very proud that he did so well, it does mean that he is starting to gain a little bit of independence and does not need me so much anymore. 

My Cheerios: my son can handle new situations in stride and is confident enough to not need me.