Every morning I take Georgie for a long walk so that she falls asleep before the gym. This way, when we get there, she'll be sleeping and I can workout knowing she won't be down there crying for me. Sometimes they'll have to come get me because she's upset and they're not able to console her. I walk in and take her from one of the babysitters and she immediatly stops. It breaks my heart though because her long eyelashes are soaked with tears.
Lately though, it's been changing. I haven't been interrupted in weeks and when I walk in to get her, she's either playing on floor surrounded by other children, alone in the corner playing by herself, or being held by one of babysitters. I typically walk in and look in her stroller but she's getting 'big girl' and graduated to the play mat. All the moms stand around and watch the children interact with each other and the other day I was asked, "Which one is yours?" My reply, "The little baby with the bow in her hair." So proud :)
Lately though, it's been changing. I haven't been interrupted in weeks and when I walk in to get her, she's either playing on floor surrounded by other children, alone in the corner playing by herself, or being held by one of babysitters. I typically walk in and look in her stroller but she's getting 'big girl' and graduated to the play mat. All the moms stand around and watch the children interact with each other and the other day I was asked, "Which one is yours?" My reply, "The little baby with the bow in her hair." So proud :)
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