D-Day is Approaching...

Daycare. 
Ugh.
The sound of that word makes me want to vomit.  I guess I need to get over it though because that's where Ty will be going 5 freakin' days a week starting Monday. 
I don't like the thought of so many kids all swarmed up in the same building so they can share all kinds of icky germs and drink out of the same sippy cups and all get sick at the same time so we're spending more time in the ped's office than we have to already with 2 little boys. 
I also don't like the fact that he'll be there from like 7:45-nearly 6pm each day.  Or, that I'll be working those hours pretty soon.  Oh, and lets go ahead and add some additional Saturday hours every month too.
Can you sense my excitement? 

Last weekday of Mama's Maternity Leave

 At least Ty can TELL me things about daycare though.  You know, keep Mama hooked up with the daycare gossip.  He can tell me what kind of slop they're going to serve and which kid poo'd their pants that day.  Ace, on the other hand...lets not even go there.  10 babies for 2 workers.  That's like 2 people have quints.  Ugh.
Thank GOD they don't have any openings for 2 more weeks after Ty starts so I can get used to the daycare thing.  Granted, he'll have his own little crib once he's there and I can bring his own toys/decor for it if we choose (and what kind of parent wouldn't do that?)  But, 10 babies for 2 workers? 
We had to say tearful goodbye's to Ty's preschool teacher a few weeks ago as the summer session ended.  I REALLY want him to go this next year but it just doesn't make sense to send him to a seperate preschool and then transport him across town to his daycare on our lunches.  Little House was the absolute best thing we've chosen for him thus far.  He can count to 10 (and will repeat higher numbers with help).  He'll say anything (yes, and by anything I mean words that a 2 year old SHOULDN'T be saying).  He knows most colors, shapes, animals, and animal noises.  He sings along to songs, dances ALOT, and you can actually have a conversation with him.  He gets "stuff" like, "Ty, can you help Mommy and find Acey's Paci?".  THe list goes on...
We just saw such an increase in his knowledge/mannerisms/everything good since January.  And, he LOVED school.  Like really, really LOVED it. 
So, now we have to convince him this is a new "school".  Maybe I need convincing too.  Although, considering we took him for a visit this last week and he threw a mini-fit over having to leave and not play with the animals I'm thinking that may be a good thing.
I've researched, checked references, thought about the best long-term plan for US and this Christian Curriculum Daycare/Preschool is what we've decided on.  It's in an old elementary school so there is a gym and he can run and play and they won't have tv's on all day and it just makes the most sense for us. 
Ugh. 
I just wish I felt more comfortable with it.