05/01/2026
😭 Emotional day for this Mumma- 1st day of daycare for Hendrix and kindy for Sagey girl.
I can tell you now that the first daycare drop-off for the 2nd child hasn’t felt any easier 😭 the tears were rolling before I’d even left the house this time. Who knows if I’m triggered by anticipation of what feelings I knew were to follow, or is it because he is starting at a younger age? There’s a deep sense of guilt that makes me feel somewhat paralysed. My brain is telling me I should make good use of the time I have and be productive. While my heart is telling me to feel the feels to move through them. All I know is that these feelings will dissipate as time progresses, but it just feels so fresh and raw now.
With all the sadness I’m thinking of the things I am grateful for:
👉🏽 He was completely fine and unaware at drop off.
👉🏽His first day will only be a few hours to ease him into the environment.
👉🏽Jay finishes early every day and can pick him up at lunch amid the early weeks whilst I work full days.
👉🏽That he is familiar with daycare and if he does express sadness, Sage can visit her baby brother for a cuddle.
👧🏽 Regarding my big kindy girl- HOW ARE WE ALREADY HERE?! So many emotions are bubbling to the surface as she approaches 4. Time is a thief and travelling way too fast for my liking.
🌱 The season of motherhood has truly cracked me open and humbled me in a sense. It’s been profoundly transformative, all-consuming, rewarding, challenging, and beautifully messy. I’m not sure if it’s just me but I’m feeling more sensitive as they grow older… please tell me I’m not the only one??
With all that being said I’m sending big warm hugs to all the Mumma’s feeling the overwhelming emotions sending their babies to daycare. You are not alone 🤍