Only the Lonely

Finn started daycare yesterday. I can't believe how lonely I feel without the little guy. For almost eleven weeks I've been dreaming time to myself where I'm not in charge of feeding, changing or watching him where I would feel like my old self again. Now that it's here I'm surprised how much I miss him. It's incredible the attachment that is built in such a short time. I'm resisting the urge to call daycare every five minutes and see if he's o.k. or if he needs his mom. I know that he's in good hands and that he will be fine without me for a few hours, but a little part of me really hopes that he misses me like I miss him.