Wyatt is officially at daycare.
I miss him, but I'm ok.
I'm not going to lie. I cried a little on my way to work.
I'm afraid he's going to wonder where I am, why I'm not there to help him when he cries and why he is stuck with a bottle all day. I'm pretty 50/50 on it. Part of me wants him to miss me. I"m selfish like that. My feelings would be incredibly hurt if he didn't even notice I wasn't there for him. But the other part just simply wants him to be happy! I don't want him to be miserable all day, but I want him to be happy I'm there at the end of the day.
I want him to prefer me.
4 years ago