I went back to work a month ago and have been extremely fortunate to be working part-time: three ten-hour days. So I have four days a week with, you know, the coolest baby on the planet. However, that doesn’t make the three days when we’re separated as easy breezy as a Cover Girl.
One morning I was ready to leave for work and Tessa hadn’t woken up yet so I was facing the possibility of not seeing or nursing my baby in the morning. An internal conflict ensued: do I wake a sleeping baby or leave for an ENTIRE day without cuddling with her? A couple of tears later and I was in her room hugging, holding and nursing her. It had to happen.
I have also become protective of my time with her. Since I already have to spend 30+ hours a week away from my baby, I am hesitant to partake in activities that don’t include her. Why? Because she’s the most amazing person. And I think it’s strange if other people aren’t equally obsessed with her.
Which brings me to daycare. I was told by other mommies that all I could hope for is feeling “satisfied” with any childcare that isn’t moi. And I guess that’s accurate. This past month I’ve tried to understand why I’m only satisfied. I mean her daycare is really nice, the teachers are wonderful, they absolutely adore Tessa, and they follow her feeding and napping schedule. What more could I want?
It’s kinda like the first day I picked up Tessa from daycare. I was so excited to see her. DYING to see her. I eagerly opened the door to the infant room and there she was. This little bundle of absolute love and joy playing in a bouncy seat. She was like a beacon of light and I could hear angels singing – all reminiscent of Indiana Jones’ quest for the Holy Grail with the cup glowing in amazing perfection. And I was shocked – SHOCKED – that all three teachers weren’t surrounding her admiring how she blinks, sighs, and smiles. I mean SHE’S A BEACON OF LIGHT!
And I guess because they aren’t in awe of her every movement is why I only feel satisfied. But that’s okay. Because I know the truth. My baby totally rocks.


You have a way with words! I totally had the same feelings as you when I had to go back to work. Fortunately, I have a great daycare onsite and am able to go see him any time I want. PLUS, his infant room teacher was amazing and loves, loves, loves him. We still use her as a babysitter even thought he’s moved up to the toddler room.
I’m a total control freak, too, so it took A LOT of self pep-talks to be able to a) leave him with other people (gasp) and b) be comfortable (satisfied) with the level of care (not provided by me).
You can do this!