One of the things about the separation that I haven’t totally worked out is this: I will become responsible for both daycare pick-up and drop-off. At first I thought I could just work longer hours on Mondays and Tuesdays (Joe’s current days off, when he has Jack) but as of mid-September, Joe will have a different job and schedule that gives him Sundays and Mondays off. In order for me to get Jack to daycare and drop him off, that means I would have to cram an extra 2 hours onto Mondays to make up for the time I’m taking off the rest of the week. Daycare has strict hours and it takes me an hour to get to/from work. Also, Jack is currently enrolled 3 days a week, so I HOPE that they can take him on Tuesdays. Fingers crossed.
Somehow, I know it will work out. Things usually do. It’s just a bit anxiety-inducing in the mean time.
From the land of cute – last night as we were heading to bed, I told Jack to say goodnight to his grandma. “Nigh-night, Grandma!” Then he added, “I love you, Grandma!” Awwwww. Love those unprompted expressions of emotion!
Oh, I hate the daycare drive and the mad rush to get to/from work and home and daycare. I really, really wish we could just beam ourselves all over the place, don’t you?
I know exactly why this suggestion sounds like more work than it’s worth, but I wonder if you could find a new daycare (I know! GASP!! NOT ANOTHER ONE!) closer to work?
I know you’ll figure it all out. You’re a very organized person and you’ll find just the right solution. In the meantime, I can commiserate with all this extra uncertainty.