Fast forward. We've been here two months. He's finally stopped dragging the suitcases out of the closet and pulling them to the door chanting "pane, pane, pane" (aka: "plane, plane, plane, get me out of here and take me HOME where I BELONG"). I'm still not into the skinniest of my skinny jeans. The gym is still deducting their fee from my checking account every month, whether we step foot inside their facility or not. And I knew if I waited much longer, Miss Vivi would catch on to this whole "mama's not allowed to leave my sight" thing and I'd have TWO screamers to contend with. It's time to get back to the gym. So yesterday, we went. And as expected, Vivian smiled and went willingly to the first pair of childcare arms that reached out for her. And Anderson howled. He screamed as I removed his coat, shook his head "no" over and over and over again when I tried to say goodbye, big sad tears running all down his face. But this time, I knew I had to be tough, for all our sakes. I knew we were ready, even if A wasn't so sure. So I kissed him once more, told him mommy would be back in awhile, and walked out. And did the workout thing, which felt AWESOME, thankyouverymuch. I watched the Today Show, got my walk/run on, and tried not to worry (too much) about how things were going for the Bug. And when I returned 50 minutes later, I peeked through the childcare center windows and almost cried happy tears of pride. I saw my big boy, chilling at the color table (with a little girl who I sure hope was only rocking those pink highlights because the night before was Halloween), like it was no big thang at all to spend an hour without his mama:
And today? Five seconds of pouting from the boy, and that was that. I came back in an hour and he didn't want to leave. He had a new buddy, a toy helicopter, and more confidence than I'd ever seen him have before. I'm SO proud. (And sore. Damn. I'm SORE.)
Bonus? Beyond the skinnier/saner me and better socialized littles? Naps, people, the NAPS! After all the excitement of the morning at the gym, my kids have been down for three hours and are showing no signs of waking. Anderson did the same yesterday. Thank you, gym. You're worth every auto-drafted penny.