Evelyn Goes to Nursery

Evelyn and I are pretty close. I don't miss a second of her life aside from when she's sleeping, and even then for so much of her life I was there for that too. As for now for personal reasons Jay and I don't use babysitters except for family members, which has made me extra sensitive about leaving her in the care of anyone other than family. She's growing up though... Still small and innocent and pretty dependent on me, but getting old enough for things like going to nursery for two hours of church every Sunday.

While this idea of being hands free for two hours at church sounds great, that's two hours of Evelyn's life I'll be missing every week- two hours spent worrying about her knowing that no one will ever love her and care for her like I do. I was somewhat dreading this milestone and today it came, my baby started nursery (two weeks early due to our church callings- primary teacher and elder's quorum presidency). It was my week off from teaching primary and the nursery needed extra hands, so I got to stay in there with my Evelyn the whole time. I knew she wouldn't necessarily need me but being there helped to calm my nerves and gave me a little more confidence that this milestone was an important part of her growth as well as mine. 

Besides a little breakdown after tripping on her shoe, and getting her toys constantly taken by another child who shall remain nameless, Evelyn had the best time! She was the smallest and no doubt prettiest kid in there. And honestly watching her at the table eating snacks with all the other kids was equally adorable as it was heartbreaking. There's been too much growing up happening lately and I just wish there was a way to bottle her up forever.