So, I dropped my 16 month old daughter off at day care for the very first time this morning. I’ve been working from home for about five years, so I’m not really used to leaving the house on a regular basis. I tried to make a list of everything I needed to do and pack for her first day at daycare so that I wouldn’t forget anything in the morning. (I also remember, back from when I actually went out in public, that showers are generally appreciated, as is some sort of clothing that isn’t the pajamas you slept in. 😛)
The night before, I completely emptied the diaper bag and repacked it. I was basically using it as my purse (it’s not like the baby ever went anywhere without me, nor did I ever go anywhere without her), so I had to pull my wallet, keys, sunglasses, etc. out and put them into an actual purse, and then repack the diaper bag with everything she might need for a whole day without me. I went to bed feeling pretty confident that I would be ready for the next day, and set my alarm for 6:55am so I would have time to shower, make breakfast, and get us all out the door in time to get to the nanny’s house by 9:00am.
6:55am – My alarm goes off. I don’t wake up.
7:45am – I wake up and start getting ready to go shower.
7:55am – AJ wakes up. Shit. Guess I’m not getting a shower this morning.
8:15am – I get the baby changed, dressed, and in her high chair for some breakfast. No time to cook eggs, so she’s getting peanut butter apples this morning. And a handful of Cheerios.
8:17am – I realize that I don’t actually have everything she needs packed up… Run around grabbing the things that I forgot about because they were in her room and she was already asleep.
8:22am – Saw myself in a mirror and attempted to fix the bed head hair.
8:24am – Give up on the hair. Put deodorant on and congratulate myself for at least not smelling like a hobo.
8:28am – AJ is done eating. I attempt to wipe peanut butter out of her hair with a diaper wipe. Only mildly successful.
8:43am – I grab the diaper bag, purse, blanket, and stuffed animal and pack them into the stroller.
8:44am – I go to lock the front door and the keys are in my purse. Under the stroller. Behind the diaper bag, blanket, and stuffed animal. Unpack the whole stroller, lock the front door, repack the stroller. We’re finally ready to go!
8:59am – We make it to the nanny’s house, on time! I lug the stroller, the baby, the diaper bag, the purse, the blanket, and the stuffed animal up the half flight of steps to her house and inside.
9:06am – I give AJ a big hug and leave.
9:07am – I feel like I’m forgetting something. All I have with me is my purse. No diaper bag. No baby…
9:08am – WHAT DO I NORMALLY DO WITH MY HANDS WHILE I WALK?! This feels really awkward. Do they normally swing this much? I try putting them in my pockets, but that feels weird too.
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9:15am – Made it home. I make myself a cup of coffee and sat at my computer, checking emails.
9:27am – I finish answering emails and now I’m browsing Facebook. I have had a whole 12 minutes to myself, no interruptions, no other demands on me or my time, and I finished my cup of coffee while it was still hot!
9:45am – I realize I didn’t eat breakfast when the baby did. Make myself a bagel and cream cheese and sit on the couch to watch some West Wing while I eat. No one bothered me, tried to take my food, or screamed because she wanted to eat also.
9:55am – The nanny texts me a cute picture of AJ and says she’s doing great and that her favorite toy so far is the cat. Figures. That baby loves animals!
10:15am – Now is normally the time when I would put AJ down for a nap, and then maybe take a quick nap myself. But how will I know when to wake up if there is no crying baby. What if I sleep the whole day away?!
10:30am – I do a little bit of work while I continue to argue with myself about whether or not to take a nap.
10:43am – I decide to take a nap! I set an alarm for 2:30 titled “Pick AJ up from daycare!” so that I will at least be awake in time to go get her.
10:45am – I sit in bed playing games on my phone for a bit. I never get time to myself like this during the day.
2:30pm – The alarm wakes me up and tells me “Pick AJ up from daycare!” I roll out of bed. Good thing I set that alarm!
3:00pm – I get to the nanny’s house and AJ has a huge smile when she sees me! This must be what my husband feels like every day when he gets home.
3:02pm – I debrief with the nanny, then gather up the diaper bag, the purse, the blanket, the stuffed animal, the baby, and the stroller, and head out.
3:06pm – My hands no longer feel weird now that I am pushing the stroller.
3:12pm – We get home, I unlock the door and bring AJ inside. The dog is totally freaking out and excited; she missed the baby! AJ is happy to see Fawkes too. I go back outside to get the diaper bag, purse, blanket, stuffed animal, and stroller.
3:13pm – AJ follows me outside and promptly tumbles down the front steps. I drop the diaper bag, purse, blanket, stuffed animal, and stroller and run to pick her up. She’s fine, just a little scared.
3:15pm – I get AJ calmed down and get her jacket, mittens, shoes, and hat off.
3:17pm – I put my own shoes and jacket away and go to put away AJ’s clothes. Can’t find one mitten. Fawkes is sitting there looking up at me with guilty eyes. Stupid dog has probably eaten it in the excitement.
3:20pm – AJ is screaming about wanting food, the dog is chasing the cat, and my phone is ringing. Sigh. That didn’t last long. When does she go back to daycare again?
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