Off to the gym we go...

So yesterday Liam and I went to the gym to get registered and to get acquainted with the place. I was most interested with the child care area. As you all know I stay home with Liam, which I love doing. The closest thing to being left with a stranger aka babysitter Liam has ever had was my little brothers girlfriend. I needed help watching Liam while I was back home in June for a wedding since my Mom was in and out of town so much. Now my little brother has been dating this girl for some time now and she comes from a great family. To top it off I've heard nothing but positive things about her. Even though I didn't really know her I felt comfortable leaving Liam with her because one, I was right across the street for that particular wedding and two, I know people who I trust that knew her. I do not have such luck out here in Oklahoma with babysitters. Sure we have a few friends that we have left Liam with for a few hours at a time but I do not have an on call babysitter. Other then that Liam has only been left with family a few times. Not that we don't trust them, they just live half way across the country from us at the present moment. (Hopefully that will be changing sooner then later!) So anyways back to the gym... so I go in and check out the child play room and I was very happy with what I saw. Most importantly, happy kids that seemed to be in a very clean and safe environment. I was "that" Mom that asked tons of probably unnecessary questions, but hey it made me feel better since I was going to be leaving my son with people I've never met before and know nothing about. So today was the big day...the first day at the gym to actually workout. Liam had no problems going into the children's room. Luckily there was actually another 10 month old there so I felt better knowing that he had someone his own age to play with. Not a single tear was shed. It almost hurt my feelings he seemed to care less that I was leaving him. So I walked out and went to do my thing. First I spent about 30 minutes on a bike watching the news (got a little carried away watching the news, oops.) So before I went off to do my next thing I went and checked on Liam. Was he playing with the child his own age? No. He was trying to crawl up all the big kid slides and tubes. Of course he was being followed around by one of the caregivers since he is so young so there was no danger of Liam hurting himself. I got one look from him that could have said "what are you doing here Mom? I'm busy playing." So I left and went back to do some more cardio. Another 20 or 30 minutes later I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted my son back. So I headed over to get him. Again he was trying to do the things big kids do. I think Liam is a little confused on how old he actually is. So one of the caregivers brings him around the front desk as I'm signing him out and low and behold he shoots me this look that could have said "really Mom? I'm fine, you go away and let me play." I must say this hurt my feelings. I wanted him to "want" me, instead he showed me how independent he is already at only 10 months. My little man is growing up a lot faster then I would like. I can't believe that soon we will be celebrating his first birthday. Where is the time going seriously? I want Liam to stay a cute little baby...but instead he is growing into quite the handsome little man. I know there are lots of things to look forward to in the future with Liam, but I sure am going to miss whats in the past! (well except the colic stage, I was eager to see that come to an end!)