Tomorrow marks the end of an era when Thing 4 graduates to the toddler classroom at daycare.
No more infant room. No more taking my shoes off to enter the classroom. No more filling out the sheet detailing when she last ate, last slept, and her mood for the day.
We’ve been in infant mode for pretty much the last 7 years. Bottles, baby carriers, pack and plays, spit up. It has become normal to us. I don’t remember life without it.
I won’t miss it a bit.