that is the question!
I just don’t know what to do about this daycare situation. I’m torn everytime that I have to take K and leave him there. He absolutely hates being there. Everytime that I take him, he’s crying his eyes out. I mean, when he sees that we’ve made the exit from the freeway he knows we are close and he’s coming out of his carseat and climbing to the front of the car. So, I don’t have to say what’s happening by the time we turn into the parking lot of the center. Talk about emotional! By the time I drop him off both of us are crying. I usually leave in just enough time to drop him off and then get to work. If I had more time, I know that I’d be taking him back to Meme’s.
He only goes two days a week. And I know that it is best for him to go right now since I do work, so playgroups and mommy’s day outs are out of the question for us. He has to go for the social interaction more than anything else. I know that we waited too long to let him start, but I was comfortable with him being taken care of by Meme instead of a daycare center. But now he is preschool age and needs to learn to play and socialize with other children in order to be ready for school next year. I know that he starts to enjoy himself once he’s there because he comes home singing the songs and talking about his day. But I just wish he would adjust better to better there.
Today, I hung around a little since I’m off of work. I was able to sit and calm him down a little bit more. I also wanted to see how they interacted with him. I mean, I don’t think that they mistreat him, especially since Genesis goes there and Roxey wouldn’t dare have kept her there as long as she has if she suspected mistreatment. His teacher spoke to him immediately and started to encourage him to come be a part of the group. She asked if he wanted to eat breakfast and he answered “no.” I told her he’d eaten already. After I left his area, I kind of hung out in the hallway and peeped in to see exactly what happens once I leave. He stopped crying a minute or so afterwards, which is what he typically does. His teacher asked him if he needed to potty and led him to the restroom. I could hear her as she praised him for using the toilet like a big boy and asked him to pull his pants back up. She sounded like she really cared about how he felt. They then went back into the room and she asked him to sit next to her at the table. She asked him if he was ok and he replied “yes.” But his body language said just the opposite! His shoulders slouched as he walked, his face was long – pouty lips and all, and he drug himself to the table and slowly sat down. My heart broke and I almost ran back inside to grab my baby and bring him back home. But I couldn’t! We have to do this. It will be better for him in the long run. That’s what I keep telling myself hoping it will make me feel better. It doesn’t. My heart still hurts because I left him. I feel like the worse mommy in the world. Who says that my baby won’t be just as adjusted or even more when he goes to school if he doesn’t go to daycare? Can’t the nurturing love of a family member provide enough encouragement and instill enough excitement in wanting to go to school next year when he’s more ready? I believe this also. But in the big scheme of it all, Meme needs some time to herself. And K is becoming alot more rambunctious. And did I mention he can run really fast! And the point I hate to think about is, Meme IS getting older and she’s having to give K too much of her attention since he doesn’t nap as much anymore. She needs a break.
So, until summer vacation, this is what we have to do. I know K will start to get adjusted sooner or later. I just hope his adjustment come sooner rather than later.