Oh motherhood! It ain’t for the faint of heart, I tell ya, especially when it comes to baby daycare. Evan is now 16 months old and I just dropped him off with all the other kiddies. I held on to him at home for as long as I could. But it’s time for him to socialize with other itty bitty’s. It’s time for Evan to be a bit more independent. And it’s time for mami to have some focused work time.
I’ve been working from home for years, building my business as a digital marketer, content manager and as a love expert and on-air host. It’s a lot, but I do a lot because I love it. I also get bored if I’m doing the same thing every day and enjoy working from home due to the flexibility. A bonus: I don’t have to go out in the snow when there’s a nasty blizzard because an employer doesn’t believe in snow days. (Why not though?!)
While pregnant with Evan I had this master plan: work form home while taking care of him so I can avoid baby daycare. I thought it be so easy. That my baby boy would just let me work. Ummmm….nope. Evan climbs on top of me (and the bed and the sofa and the rocking chair) every 15 minutes. I realized that this arrangement was not going to work. So off he went to baby daycare.
I dropped him off yesterday and, surprisingly, I did not cry. Granted, I left him there for only a few hours. Evan, however, felt like it was an eternity. As I explain in the #fearlessfriday video above, he has serious separation anxiety and was not a happy baby when he couldn’t see, hear or hug his mami. Today he is doing a bit better, and I continue to remain positive and fearless. Because daycare can be frightening, especially to an overprotective mom like me who was raised by an overprotective mom.
So, yes, leaving my baby in a stranger’s arms and walking away without tears, that makes me fearless. Cause motherhood ain’t for the faint of heart.