Yesterday was Izzie's first day at daycare and my first day back at work.
The day started off kinda rough. G and I were both up from 1:30-2:00am for a feeding. The alarm went off at 5:00am. I got ready while Daddy gave the Izz a bath and fed her. She fussed and fussed. She fussed all the way to daycare but seemed to be ok once she got there. Our daycare lady said that she did fine but didn't rest well (too much going on.)
My first day at work happened to be the day of our town's Christmas Parade. Since I am a band director, I had to take our middle school band. G took Izzie to daycare, but I had planned to follow in my car so that we could both drop her off. I got 1/2 way to the daycare when I realized that I didn't have my bandhall keys, so I had to turn around and go back home. I missed dropping her off on her first day :(
My day at work was supprisingly good. I didn't even cry. I mourned over this daycare thing for weeks but didn't shed a tear on her first day! My co-workers were glad to see me. The all asked how I was holding up. (I thought, " Am I a bad person because I am not a basketcase?") I had great rehearsals with my bands and geared up for the parade.
It was burr cold at the parade. I had on 3 layers and G's big heavy coat. The kids did great. I always love the parade because it elicits so much excitement as well as a sense of pride within our kids.
When I got home G told me that Izzie had taken a bottle and gone right to sleep when she got home. I ate then woke her up about 9:00 for her bath and night time feeding. She slept through her bath and ate about 3 oz before crashing for the night. I was a little bummed because I hardly got to see her all day then when I did see her she was asleep, but.... the big news is that she slept through the whole night! Ok, so I was scared crapless b/c I thought she might have died, but when I got up to check on her she was snoozing like a baby. :)
Overall, I think we had a pretty good first day!
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