I caught up on my blogs this morning, and found the following at Rage Against the Minivan:
care didn't break my bond with my parents, and it certainly didn't
dilute the values my parents instilled in me. Although I was in day care
for years, I can’t remember a single childhood caretaker’s face or
name. My mother’s voice and lessons, however, ring in my ear every day."
This comes from a girl who spent most of her young life in daycare.
Thanks, whoever you are, for helping me with the fierce mamma guilt.