Garth laid Calder down shortly after my fruitless trip to the Shoppe. However, he wasn’t having any part of it. I let him cry it out for a while, but then this wave of sadness swept over me and I had to go pick him up. I could see he was clearly tired and I knew he needed to sleep. I also knew, however, that he would be hungry again in about an hour, so I decided to feed him. He promptly fell asleep.
That’s when it hit me.
These past two days have been an adventure, and I’m really excited to be back in my classroom, setting up and getting things orgainzed. Yet, when I look at that perfectly plump face, and those sleepy little lashes and I think about how I’m going from 24 hours a day with him, to precious groggy moments in the morning and a few hours before bedtime each night, I get pretty sad. So, I cried. My daycare dropoff tears were delayed by a couple of days, but they did finally arrive! After he finally gave in to sleep, I just sat here on the couch, watching him.