Mommy Monday

Monday's are hard.

Monday's after a 3 day weekend are especially hard. How do you leave this little guy?

It's hard to hand over my little guy to someone else for the day, knowing I don't get to be there to see his smiles, earn his laughter, smell his sweet baby smell. I dread Monday mornings. He gets more amazing and smarter everyday. He is into everything right now, and so quick to smile it melts my heart. Yet at 7:45 8ish every morning I have to leave him at home and go work.

I tell myself every Monday that I am so lucky that we found someone to watch A who clearly loves him. My husband works from home, and we found A a "granny nanny" - who already spoils him. They clearly adore each other and while sometimes I feel a seed of jealousy, mostly I just feel grateful. Now if only she didn't dress him so oddly when they went out...