So this morning I dropped Goliva off at daycare. I must admit it was heart-wrenching to leave her there, knowing she's the youngest baby at the centre. She's so tiny, so little and so kesian. Don't know why I'm being so sentimental about this. I guess it's tougher than I thought it would be. Having her attend the orientation on Tuesday doesn't help either. I still have this inscrutable feeling of lost and I can't focus on my work right now cos I'm constantly thinking about her, wondering what she's doing, whether she's crying, whether the care providers are giving her undivided attention, and most of all, whether I'm doing the right thing. I am trying to remind myself that, it is the only way I can get work done and that in time, both Goliva and I will learn to adapt to the situation. It is a struggle for both mommy and baby. We'll get through this.