Letting your baby go for the first night. I don’t know how all you mothers survived. I know I will but I’m going nuts here for now.

Tonight my baby is staying at her grandma’s house

I know she will be fine

but the house is quiet enough to hear a mouse

I look around and want to whine

I’ve never been a day without her

Oh, how I hope she’s having fun

I miss her for sure

I can’t wait until this sleepover is done!

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  • martie on Nov 1, 2009

    I cried when my first child spent the night at grandma’s.

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