Jack had a rough day at daycare yesterday. Apparently he was very gassy and cried throughout the day because of it. He was exhausted when I picked him up and slept while Joe and I did some grocery shopping, but then woke up and was fussy in the evening. No gas, though. He must have gotten over that before I picked him up. The little guy was attached to me all night. I feel really bad for Joe because he was watching Jack while I was in the shower and Jack freaked out. Poor Joe; it’s hard not having the boobs.
There’s nothing like your kid having a bad day at daycare (and then being relatively fine when he’s with you) to make you feel guilty for going back to work!