UGH

So Parker baby is going to the sitter tomorrow. Granted it's only for half a day and it's at the home of a lady where two of my friends send their little girls. It has nothing to do with not trusting the sitter. I'm sure she's wonderful. It's the idea that I have to leave my baby. Leave. Like...walk away and trust that she will be just as sweet and innocent and full of belief that the world is a nice place that lives only to adore her after being with someone who's not me all day. 

Sweet Lord I'm going to be a hot mess. 

I know she's going to be fine. I know she's a good girl. I know she loves people. I just have this overwhelming desire to protect her. That's normal, right?

Maybe...by some chance Mikey will hit the lottery between now and Tuesday and I can be a stay at home mom. Maybe my school district will decide that it IS a good idea to bring your baby to the classroom when you teach. Maybe pigs will finally get their we'll deserved wings. 

There's always hope, right?

Say a prayer for my little family. Keep my precious girl in your thoughts as she goes out on her first big girl mission. And by all means, take an extra nerve pill for this Mama who is trusting and praying the hands that hold her sweet baby tomorrow will be full of love.