He repeated this mantra the entire way to school, and while he did very well yesterday and didn't cry at drop off, he definitely cried this morning. Which made me cry. I hate when he's sad:( I felt so guilty that I had to go to work, and I had to rush out the door so he wouldn't see my teary eyes and get into my car so the other parents wouldn't think I was crazy crying through the hallways like a 12 year old school girl.
Working mommies - does it ever get better? Do you ever not feel guilty when you drop your baby off at school and they're sad? Oh, it's horrible. I try so hard not to cry and to be super-strong for Baby Jack, but when his little bottom lip starts to quiver, I'm completely powerless.
So this afternoon when we got home, we had lots of snuggle-time, to say the least. And he was being so super-cute (probably so I won't take him to school tomorrow!). He wore his daddy's watch through most of the evening - so sweet. He's sleeping with it as we speak:)
Here's a video of my sweet, little man, taken this evening before bedtime:
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