...until return to work and placing Noelle into a daycare. Double dread. Well, I'm actually looking forward to seeing my friends at work and the kids I work with but I'm not looking forward to leaving my Noelle in a daycare. She has become increasingly aware of me and Rob in the past few weeks and seeing how upset she gets when I leave the room or how happy she is when I go to her when she first wakes up in her crib makes me feel extremely guilty about the eminent separation. I think I'm going to be one of those parents who will be plastered outside the daycare's door desperately waiting for their child to calm down before leaving. Argh.
At the same time though, I know that I am not one of those women who could be happy as a stay at home mom. I get cabin fever way too much. And although I do love watching how cute she is when she eats or coos at the mobile while I change her, the unending repetition of change baby, feed baby, burp baby, and let baby sleep on me/try to wrestle her into the crib makes me a bit kooky, too. I both love and get crazy by the baby routine, if that makes any sense.
I also wonder how the heck I'm going to adjust to going back to work after a 3 month break. Probably shell shock is what I'm going to get. Hopefully, none of the kids I treat have become biters or whatnot in the intervening time...
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