It's currently just gone 2:30, I've finished my first day back at work after the Easter Holidays and I'm patiently waiting to go and pick my two little munchkins up at 5pm. It's Henry's first full day at nursery and I'm anxious to see how he handled the day. We decided to keep them at Nursery till 5pm because that is Darcie's normal hours, so it seemed pointless changing it. Plus it gives me a little time to do any work that needs doing at home or for the blog, yet all I'm doing is clock watching and resisting the urge to hop in the car and pick them up early.
When I had my first week back at work, I didn't feel too bad about leaving Henry as it was his daddy who was looking after him. But sending him off to nursery this morning tugged at my heart. He's only seven months old and still seems so tiny. Yet his sister was the same age and she loved (and still does) her sessions. I have always said that it does them good to be in different environments, socialising with other people and children. I feel Darcie has benefitted greatly from it and that opinion still stands. But I hate the thought of people judging me, saying "oh, but he's still so little". Yes, I know that, I'm his mother. But I also know that I need to work , and that I want to work too. I love that I can provide for my family and I love that I have a full-time job which still allows me to spend a lot of time with them. I know many people would love to be in my position, so for that I should be grateful.
So for now I wait. I will update when the pickup and bedtime routine has been done…
It's now much later in the day, the kiddies are tucked up in bed and I'm reflecting on how lovely life can be. I could so easily be sat here, guilt eating away at me, but no. I'm feeling incredibly blessed and full of love - knowing that we are doing what's best for our family.
When we picked them up, they were both playing together with Henry's Key worker. Henry was laughing, smiling and genuinely having a jolly good time. When he clocked us he reached out for me with his big gummy smile, he nuzzled into my neck. I knew he was pleased to see me, but he also looked liked he thoroughly enjoyed his time at nursery.
He did lots of playing, painting, read stories ate all his meals and snacks, had two long naps and interacting with the other children. His key worker is so lovely and I'm so thankful we have this wonderful nursery - we feel very reassured that he is very happy and content there. Exactly what every parent needs.
So for the rest of the week he will be with his daddy again. It's seemingly all going to plan! Hurrah!
Mummy B xoxox