Way back in May 2010, I wrote
here about our experience with daycare. I am finally getting around to the next chapter.
::March/April 2007::
After driving by the next school on the list and not even stopping, we pulled over to discuss our options. We came to the conclusion that we were going to get what we were willing to pay for. It was decided. I called Miss Adrienne and told her we wanted the spot and would be by shortly to drop off our paperwork and deposit.
A week or so before Peanut's first official day at school, I made arrangements for a trial run to see how she and I both handled it. We got up, got ready, did the drive and the the drop off.
The dreaded drop off.
And it wasn't bad at all.
I punched in our security code and went into the building. It was bustling with parents and kids in the middle of coming and going. And everyone appeared okay. I walked into the infant room and was immediately greeted by Miss Viktoriya and adorable baby boy in her arms. It was early so he was the only baby there yet and she held him the entire time she walked me (very patiently) through what would become our morning routine.
I put Peanut's pre-labeled bottles in the fridge, her blanket in her crib, her clothes in her drawer and I filled out her daily sheet all while Miss Viktoriya held the other baby and talked to me and Peanut. She was amazing. I held Peanut and we then chatted about how long I would be gone, Peanut's schedule for eating/sleeping and what Miss Viktoriya had planned for the day.
Sometime during the conversation Miss Viktoriya had put the little boy on the floor with some toys and was now reach for Peanut. Peanut was a little hesitant but she didn't cry. I kissed her and walked out the door.
I made it all the way to Starbucks before it hit me that she really wasn't in the back seat and I could go in and enjoy a cup of coffee alone. It was weird.
I was also hard for me to really kill 3 hours before I went back to pick up Peanut. I didn't even remember what I did.
Finally it was time to go pick her up! When I got there, it was all I could do not to run in and grab her. But, I was instantly at ease when I walked in and saw her in Miss Viktoriya's lap on the floor playing. I just stood in the doorway with a smile and watched until she noticed me.
After that, I knew I would be okay with her at school and that she would be more than okay at school. We enjoyed the next few weeks at home and when her official first day rolled around, it was a good. I cried a little and she didn't even notice.
TO BE CONTINUED