I just dropped BB off for this third day at the babysitter. As soon as I started to hand him over to her, the screaming started and he clung, and I mean CLUNG, like he has never clung before, to my arm. I had to pry his sweet little fingers off of me, hand him over, give him a kiss good bye and walk out, smiling the whole time so he wouldn't see that I was as upset as he was.
He came down with a stomach bug late Friday night. It's the first time he's had that sort of sickness. The entire weekend he was the cuddliest baby in the world. He's already a very cuddly and affectionate little guy, but apparently, it's possible for him to be even cuddlier. He just started to seem much more like himself today, and what do I do? Dump him off on someone that he barely knows. Way to go, Mommy.
Oh, and on the drive home I realized that I forgot to pack his bag with a blankie for him to snuggle with. Worst. Mommy. In. The. World.
Hopefully the next three hours and 40 minutes go by quickly so I can have my little Monkey Man back.