beer me

Last night, when I was trying to go to sleep, I asked God to beer me strength.

And you know what?  He beered it!  He beered it up real good!

Good thing too, because today was Day 1 of daycare.  And...success! 

The drop off went much better than expected.  I know this may sound totally out of character for me, but I was running late this morning.  (I think the morning routine is going to take some getting used to.) But I think my tardiness actually paid off this time.  Since I was running late I didn't have too much time to dwell on my sadness.  I actually arrived to the daycare in plenty of time, it was then that I thought oh my God, how am I going to be able to do this?

Right about the time I thought I was going to lose it another mother came in to drop her infant off.  She said hello, dropped the baby gear, and said goodbye.  It was then that I thought I can do this!  So I did.  And work was so hectic that I didn't have too much time to think about it.  But, I have never been so excited to leave work in my whole life!

Work, on the other hand, was a showcase for my stupidity.  My goal for today was to not make an ass of myself.  It actually wasn't that bad, I was just seriously slow.  And if I can get personal for a minute, pumping at work sucks!  First I have to go to the pumping room, then pump, then put the milk away, and then put the pump away, etc., etc., etc.  Good thing I love this kid!!!

I gotta go stare at my kid now.  Maybe someone will beer me a burrito later!  Happy Monday peeps!