So...today was the first day that when I dropped BB off at nursery she just waved me off and went on happily to play with her friends. This is a good thing. Of course it is a good thing. But I didn't quite realise just how quickly the "I'm fine on my own, Mum" stage would surface! I'm sort of glad that she didn't want one last cuddle from me and that there were no tears, as is the usual little ritual. But at the same time, as I walked down the stairs and saw that she had caught sight of me leaving and simply smiled and carried on playing, a little part of me wanted to just stop and say "Oh!". So here it is, again, "Oh!"
