Dd starts nursery tomorrow, she's just turned 1. She's going to love it, especially the other babies and playing with them. There's 8 in her room and it's a lovely place she really enjoyed the settles despite covid restrictions which meant she could only play with her key worker in the garden for 30 mins at a time.
Her bag is packed, I'll make lunch first thing and DH will do drop off. I'll do collection, as this will be our routine when I start back at work in another week.
I on the other hand just keep bursting out crying. I can't believe this time has come already. My sweet sweet girl. She might as well be leaving home forever the way I feel right now!
I always thought I'd be good at this bit, you know be all smiley and proud that we've so far raised a happy confident child. Instead I just want to wrap us both up under the duvet and hide and make it go away! 🙈😢