Monday

For those of you who don't know, Sara, my close friend (from childhood, well really 9th grade) has watched Patrick from 2 months of age.  She was offered a part time job just after the Christmas holiday and that sent Joc and I on a scramble for childcare for the little man.  It was more stressful than I would have thought, it seemed that every place we looked had either just filled their infant spots or had someone deciding for the last spot.  We saw our Plan A turn into Plan D, E and F.  Finally, we decided on or rather found an opening at a really nice daycare center but it's on the other side of town.  Not our first choice, but actually it's the same company as our first choice, just their Kentwood location.
We start Monday... we dropped paperwork off and brought Patrick by on Thursday to look around.  He was interested and smiley so both good signs.  It's just nerve-racking to think about leaving him in the care of strangers.  I mentioned that I worry a bit as he's a typical first born who prefers to be held all the time.  I felt some tears in my eyes thinking about leaving him... I know it'll be fine, my job is just to worry these days so that's what I do.
Thank you Sara, for your excellent care of our Patrick.  I'm so grateful you were there for him and for us.  Thank you.