I did it. I signed her up for preschool. Two days a week for four hours each day. For me, this is a big deal. It means that I trust someone else with her. It means I am finally making time to start my business. It means we have to be dressed and fed by 8:15 two days a week. I think I can handle it emotionally, but 8:15? C'mon! I'll have to start using an alarm clock again.
I'll keep you posted on my drama/trauma. No doubt The Girl will be fine.