1.0PoohsDenhttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsdenVinithahttps://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/author/pooh_admin/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="gTADkxgAcO"><a href="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/mornings-are-difficult/">Mornings are difficult</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/mornings-are-difficult/embed/#?secret=gTADkxgAcO" width="600" height="338" title="“Mornings are difficult” — PoohsDen" data-secret="gTADkxgAcO" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script type="text/javascript"> /* <![CDATA[ */ /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.ourowncorner.com/poohsden/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js /* ]]> */ </script> It has been little more than a year since I went back to work. 14+ months of daycares for kuttyma. 14+ months of saying goodbyes in the mornings. And what a ride it has been. For me it has always been super-hard saying goodbye in the mornings. Whether she goes happily in, sulks or is in tears I am worried . I have tried to put a strong front in the mornings and it has had me in tears as I carried on, as recently as last month. But it is a way of life – I have no regrets and we move on. The initial days were super hard and recently with the transition to Singapore and a new playschool it has been back to tears and sulks. But it has changed – you know in the typical toddler way – a few days of tears and then she is fine. Recently, when I leave in the mornings to work I get a different kind of send-off. She comes running into my arms, hugs me, kisses me, tells me she loves me and sees me off with a “have fun mommy”. It melts my heart – I could forever […]