Daycare Blues

With my father-in-law's passing, my MIL decided she didn't want to babysit Drew anymore, so I searched high and low for a good daycare facility. To make a long story short, I found one that I really liked and Drew started this week. Both Al and I took, the poor guy was clueless, smiled as I walked in and then suddenly I saw the panic in his eyes. He started clinging to my shirt and practically clawed my arms. I made the departure short and sweet promising him my fast return. Of course, I left with a lump in my throat but what is a working mom to do?!