Today is my last day as a nanny. I thought I was handling it okay, you know tough as nails whatev. But watching these three play together today just about killed everything inside me. Sure, be super cute and rip out my heart why don't you?
It's difficult taking Henry away from two kids that are basically siblings to him. Inside my womb he grew to the sound of their voices and has spent 30+ hours a week playing with them since birth. How is he going to handle this? How are they? I know this change is for the best (I'm starting grad school in two weeks) but oh it's hard.