Iz started nursery today… and by started, I mean she had a settling-in session.

We went with her for an hour, and then she stayed for an hour by herself. She did great. We did great. It all went well.

I expected nothing less from the nursery — they had our son — but with Iz, I was nervous and scared about how it would go. They listened to my fears, reassured me she’d be closely watched while eating, and we did a nappy change together so they knew what to expect.

She’s going to be absolutely fine.

It’s going to take me a minute to adjust… and that’s okay.