I was picking up at daycare today and he was playing on the floor. He was sitting up, and I think his foot got caught in his pants when he tried to stand up, and he ended up bonking his head on the hardwood floor. He of course was crying bloody murder. I picked him up immediately and was soothing him, rubbing his back, talking gently to him- you know mom stuff.
He calmed a teensy bit but wouldn't stop crying and then was reaching for our daycare lady. So I let him go to her and he almost immediately stopped crying.
I almost started crying myself. My baby didn't want me, he wanted her. She's not his mamma, I am!
I hate hate hate hate not being a SAHM

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