For months (6 to be exact) now Scott & I have been waiting for Kaleb to get into day care. I've lived with the stress of going from place to place looking for trustworthy people to watch our little one with the hopes that we would eventually get that phone call saying... Kaleb has a spot in day care. That moment would come... and I could survive until then.
The the phone call came... the Thursday before last. They had a spot for Kaleb and he could start the next Monday. So I filled out the mountain of paper work, packed his bag, and off we went to day care last Monday morning. That moment in life... the one Kaleb will not even remember... was past us. As grateful as I will always be for such loving and caring friends who helped us (more than they'll ever know) over these last 6 months, we would have stability.
I didn't cry the first day I left Kaleb and went back to work. I didn't cry the first time I left him over night. I didn't cry when I found out we needed new child care and you had to be on the list before you got pregnant if you wanted a shot at getting in (that's not a joke!). I've made up for it this week.
Let me start by saying that First Presbyterian is wonderful. The people are so good to Kaleb, and he is very happy. He is getting used to new friends, playing outside, and enjoying the easy going life of napping whenever he wishes (lucky!). I guess the problem is that all the stress that was supposed to dissipate whenever that moment happened... whenever that phone call came... that stress couldn't follow directions! It got lost... and instead of heading home, it parked itself right in the middle of Kaleb's first week at day care.
After a few days I've come to grips with the fact that sometimes you have to kick stress out or it will stick around forever. And I did... but not before it played havoc with my life for a few days. After a week we're back on a routine. It's not the routine Scott and I made for Kaleb... but it is one he adjusted to much quicker than I did. So we're getting there... and still grateful for good people to take care of my little one.
For all of you who have kept Kaleb for me over the past 6 months, I will never be able to tell you how much it means to me that you took a moment out of your life to help my family in a time of need. I will be eternally grateful. Thank you,
Sarah
(sending love from Kaleb... my sweet boy who woke up just this moment)
