I'm a Mess

So I thought that I would be totally fine dropping Nyla off at daycare on a daily basis. The first two weeks of work, things went great; I just dropped her off, gave her kisses, and was able to go on my merry way to work. The last two days have been awful for me! I have cried while driving away both days.  I didn't expect this to happen so long after she came into our lives. I mean, in the early months, it was expected for me to have some separation issues and to be a little teary. But 13 months later? And it seems like the tears are from out of nowhere.

I think it's because I realized that my time with her is so limited now. I stayed home with her for the better part of her first year of life; she was my buddy, my partner, my little sidekick. And now, no sidekick. No pal. No sweet thing during the day. That makes me sad. Yesterday morning, I was able to see her awake for a whopping 22 minutes, and that includes driving time to daycare!

And you know what made things worse? I dumped my full cup of coffee in my car. So not only was I crying over my baby, I also was crying over my Starbucks! Yesterday just was not a shining day for me.

What I do know is that my time at home with her at night is all about Miss Nyla. I walk in the door and we snuggle and kiss. She's only awake a few hours until it's her bedtime, so I try to get in as much Nyla-Mommy time as possible. Well, Nyla-Mommy-Daddy-Okie time really.