E started his new daycare today. I have been telling him all week he would be starting a new school. I had been telling him he would finally be able to go outside and play. I had been hopeful. I knew there would be tears though. I mean after all he does cry so hard he throws up when we leave him at nursery on Sunday's.
Nope, not even a flinch from his upper lip. Not even a single shimmer of a tear in the corner of his eye. Nothing.
Can I tell you this? I feel jipped. Really I do. I kind of wanted at least one little tear.
I wanted one little tear because I am aware that all too soon he will want nothing to do with mommy and there will be morning hugs good bye. There will only be brief I love you, have a good day as he is running away from me.
I understand now why women have multiple children just to have that feeling of being needed constantly by someone. I understand but am by no means there at THAT point. Lord no!