Yesterday was the hardest day of my life. I had to take Gavin to daycare for the first time and let me tell you I had to have a major support system to keep me from losing it. As I dropped him off my tears started to well up and I knew it was going to be inevitable. I took him into the room with all the kids and went to sign him in. I thought that a good mommy should check on her child just one more time to make sure he was ok, and he saw me. The look on his face practically ripped my heart out of my chest and I knew if I didn't leave then that I would have to call in sick to work. He looked so scared, it was aweful!!! I immediately called my mom bawling my head off that I am such a bad mom and something is going to happen to Gav and I hate moms who get to stay home with their kids and on and on and on. My poor mother sure puts up with a lot don't you think! After her reassuring me that he would be ok Carl called and after telling him how much I hated the experience I went into the High School with red swollen eyes. It was a sight. So after calling and checking on him 3 times in 4 hours and after the longest 4 hours of work in my life I went back to get him. The poor guy was screaming his head off and immediately I thought, "What the H@#% did you do to my son?" But he had just woken up from a nap and was not sure where he was. But let me tell you, he clung to me like he never had before when I picked him up. I felt like a movie star! The daycare workers said Gavin did great and didn't even cry until I came to pick him up. What a good boy...I guess I cried enough for both of us. So I took the little guy to get Ice cream and see Christmas lights, and believe me, any time he has to go to daycare, we are going to treat ourselves to ice cream afterwards. Just because we are such big kids about the whole idea!