Update June 12, 2009

SO I went to the gym on Monday with no intention of taking the kids after the trauma of last week. However, as soon as Boomer figured out where I was going he ran and got his shoes on and began begging to go with me stating “I’ll be good, I won’t bite anybody, I’ll be good at daycare.” So, I reluctantly took him with me. We talked the entire way about expectations at daycare (no hitting or biting and listen to your teacher) and how I would be right in the next room and he had to stay until I came to get him (and how I WOULD come to get him) and that we would leave together. Upon arrival I saw it was the same worker and I took time to introduce him to her and to tell him goodbye and have fun. And he was good!!! We went 3 times this week, twice without supergirl because she doesn’t really want to go and he ALWAYS wants to go. He has not even been sent to time out. He insists on pointing out to me that we open the door TOGETHER when we leave (that he waited on me to get there). He is in love with the little baby bouncy seats they have, and likes to strap himself in there and chill out for awhile. I can’t tell you how much better I feel. It is in the terribly stressful moments that I forget that for everyone one of those there are thousands of fun, normal, happy moments.

Oh, and thanks to everyone who left supportive comments. As I wrote my last post I felt myself cringing because I had a strong feeling I would be getting some negative ‘what kind of mother are you, I know so much more than you’ comments. But then I didn’t get any. Yay!! So, my next post will be much lighter. Just silliness