Here we are. The place I didn’t want to be. I know millions of people do it, but I don’t want to and yet I have to this Friday.

It’s called daycare – dropping your precious little one off with complete strangers, entrusting that they’ll take care of her and protect her from harm just like you do. It was heart-wrenching when I had to return to full-time work when Claire was only 10 weeks old, but I was leaving her Huz. She was safe, at home, with her Daddy. Dropping her off at daycare will be completely different. We’ve decided to go with a church-run Parent’s Day Out program a block from our house because it’s affordable and because we don’t need full-time daycare. So it’s only two days a week from 9:00 – 2:00. This should make me feel better, but it doesn’t. It’s still entrusting some woman (who wrote me an email this morning and has atrocious grammar) with Claire. My Claire. The thing I’m most worried about is the fact that Claire outright needs a morning nap. She sleeps from 9:30 or 10:00 every morning for at least an hour and if she doesn’t? She’s cranky, whiny, and altogether unpleasant. I asked this teacher what schedule they are following and when the babies (actually it’s a one-year-old class, which also makes me nervous because Claire will likely be the youngest and God help me if any toddler punk bullies my baby!) take naps. She doesn’t put them down until noon. NOON!? My baby still sleeps in the morning AND the afternoon (1:30 is her second nap time). How the heck is Claire going to deal with this? How the heck are we going to deal with her when she’s sleep deprived after this?

I know I need to look on the bright side and realize that this will be a great time of socializing and being around children for her, but right now I can only see the uncomfortable negatives.

How do parents do this?