DD is starting nursery next week. I've been pretending it's not happening and enjoying my time with her but it's so soon now.
She's my second, and although it was hard leaving my first too, my mental health wasn't great so I knew going back to work would do me good.
This time I have enjoyed every second, and as I won't have any more children it feels like the end of the best time of my life.
I honestly can't cope with leaving her, she's been EBF and my sidekick for a year, it feels like an impossible adjustment. I also feel so sad that it's gone so fast and I already barely remember her as a baby. It was probably the best year of my life and now it's over.
Please tell me to get a grip :(