Brad and I took her to "school" Monday at 6:30am. When we walked out the door I stompped my feet (seriously), looked at Brad with tears in my eyes and said, "I hate this." Yes, I know it was pathetic but I didn't care. I didn't cry much on my way to work - but it really sucked leaving my little girl with people who are basically strangers. I called to check on her once and while I was on the phone with her teacher she was playing on the floor, smiling at the other red-headed girl in her room. I made it through the day and so did she. I'm pretty sure it was a lot easier on her than me. But I will say my second day back sucked more than the first. I guess the newness and excitment wore off.
We are slowing adjusting to the new normal around our house. We are figuring trying to figure out how early we have to get up to get ready on time, but still get enough sleep. We are trying to figure how who does what in the morning. Here's what it's looked like so far:
5:15am - I get up, get ready, pump and grab the items I forgot to pack the night before
5:55am - Brad wakes up, he gets Emily changed and dressed
6:00am - I feed Emily
6:20am - Brad leaves
6:25am - Emily and I leave
6:30am - I drop off Emily at "school"
7:10am - I get to work
4:30pm(ish) - Brad picks up Emily and they have Daddy/Daughter time
6:00pm - I get home
6:30pm(ish) - Brad goes for a run, Emily and I clean her bottles, figure out dinner and pack all of the stuff for the next day
7:00pm - Emily eats
7:30pm(ish) - Brad and I eat
8:15pm - Emily gets her bath
9:00pm - We start putting her to bed...once she's alseep we head to bed and get ready to start all over again.
Poor little girl had a rough night on Tuesday. Tuesday night she started getting a runny nose and it kept her up all night. She woke up at midnight, 1:15am, 2:30am, 4:15am and finally at 6:00am. She had a runny nose all day Wednesday. And you can tell the poor thing is not enjoying it. We think she's teething (constant drooling, more poopy diapers, very little interest in eating - she would rather play with the bottle and this morning I think I felt a little tooth pooking through up top). Brad and I were prepared for a repeat sleepless night last night, but she slept great. She had no interest in getting up at 6am.
We are getting there - trying to figure everything out. And yes, I know that once we feel like we've figured this out everything will change again. I'm very much looking forward to my day off tomorrow. I miss spending everyday with my little girl.
Here's a picture of Emily in her purple. She's ready to cheer on the #4 ranked TCU Horned Frogs over Utah this Saturday.