Cancer Survivor, writing about Health and Fitness as you age

Yes, we finally did it. I had visions of Liam clinging to my leg and screaming he didn't want to go to school - in Kindergarten! That and the fact that I felt I needed the time for me prompted the decision. He goes 2 days/week and started last month. The first day, my husband was very excited to have lunch with me, but needless to say I wasn't very good company. Every 2 seconds my eyes filled with tears. I had to remind Gunnar that Liam was my constant buddy and went with me everywhere for the last year. It was very hard to abandon him to daycare where they won't sing to him while changing him or kiss his toes like I do. It's taken me a month to get around to planning to do something with the time - I keep thinking (hoping?) that I'll have to bring him home. I tried to make the transition as smooth as possible for him (we were going to the school for a couple of weeks before he started), but he still cries when I leave. It takes me a good 1 1/2 hrs to stop potte...

My husband seems to think that now is the time that I could start thinking about putting baby in day-care part-time, maybe a couple of days a week so I could get a break to do my own thing. I know our budget hasn't changed, so I suspect it's because he is feeling guilty that he's been spending all his free time and then some studying for a professional certification. Regardless, I now have an opportunity from the holder of the purse-strings to launch a search into appropriate facilities for our 2nd prince. That's been on my to-do list for about 3 weeks at least I think, but it just hasn't gotten done. In fact, if memory serves, it's never been top priority. Part of me is excited about the prospect, but then I think, 'I quit my job to be with him and you want me to hand him over to some stranger? I don't think so.' Fact of the matter is that I'm not ready for someone else to be the recipient of Liam's smiles, silliness, gibberish and exci...