My 3-Year-Old Son Cried & Begged Me Not to Take Him to Daycare – I Gasped When I Stormed Into the Facility
I’m 29, a single mom to a three-year-old tornado named Johnny. Until a few weeks ago, daycare was his favorite place on earth. He’d wake up humming nonsense songs, cram contraband action figures into his backpack, and drag me to the car yelling, “Let’s go, Mommy!” Then, out of nowhere, a Monday changed everything. I…