what a difference a day can make

Yesterday it was cold, and windy.   It rained then turned to the first snow of the season. Yesterday the girls were very upset at drop off.  They had preschool in the morning, then daycare in the afternoon. You'd have thought I was bringing them to a brand new daycare they've never seen and surprise attacking them! They went ballistic, screaming crying, losing their minds when I dropped them off.  It was ridiculous, disheartening, and plain awful.

Today the sun is shining.  It's a beautiful Fall day.  Today they had daycare in the morning and preschool in the afternoon. Grace told me this morning that "she thought about it in bed last night and today is going to be a great day!" She was right. We had a discussion about even though you may not want to go to daycare/preschool/etc, there are things in life you must do.  They are fine there, safe, and have friends there!  Klaire even was fine at preschool drop off this afternoon.  Lately she's been crying (even with Rick) for no apparent reason, except one day she did tell me "preschool makes me missing you mommy." Talk about make my heart melt:( Today she asked for 2 kisses, 2 hugs and 2 bye bye's. Done!

To get to the point of this post: I need to realize that just because one day is terrible, doesn't meant that all the following ones will be.  Although they do tend to trend that way, it doesn't mean it's a given. My mom tells me this when I call her in tears after peeling kids off my legs at one drop off or another.  I'm wondering if this just all too many "drop offs"!  I did read that a 4 year old can go through just as real separation anxiety as a 2 year old. hmmm. Could be, however, they are able to reason and understand better than a 2 year old, so I'm not letting them totally off the hook.

I'll guess I will just keep praying for sunny days.