So today marked Dreux’s first daycare experience. When ALL
my baby sitter options failed, I had no chose but to take the alternate route.
My company is partnered with a well known daycare, whose name I will not list,
offering its employees with back-up daycare options when your original daycare
has fallen through. One of my co-workers recommended it so on my lunch break
yesterday I walked up to the selected location and took a tour. How perfect was
it that there was a location only 3 blocks away! I met with the director and
the infant teacher and laid out all my questions and concerns. After filling out countless
forms, Dreux was registered for her first day of daycare for
the following day. As nervous as I was, the ladies seemed really nice and being
that this care facility is a VERY well known facility, I said a prayer and
walked back to work.
Fast forward to this morning….
I ensured I packed and labeled all Dreux’s belongings. Down
to her diapers, “DY” was carefully written on all her items. My aunt came to
get us from the house this morning so that we would not have to take public
transportation. When we arrived to the daycare there were already two kids
there. And they were SCREAMING. The girl was clearly a little older than 1 because
she was walking and the boy was crawling so I would assume maybe somewhere
between 9-11months. Within minutes the room filled up with more screaming
children. Before I knew it there were 7 children, including Dreux, in this
small yet colorful room. One boy was in a high chair as his mom feed him,
another was playing with the fish tank. The crying girl was tugging her blanket
around as she stayed close to the director and another girl attempted to wipe
snot, with her finger, from the crying boy’s nose. Anxiety began to set in as I
realized there were only two teachers in the room. As they juggled between
trying to calm down the crawling infant, making his bottle, and tending to the
girl, who probably just wanted her mommy, I wasn’t ready to leave Dreux just
yet. I took her into the sleeping quarters plopped down on the rocker chair and
began to nurse Dreux. I had a quick chat with her and told her to please hold
it together and not to scream like the, now three, kids that were there.
After nursing, the teacher whom I met prior walked through
the door. Yes! Another person! Ok, maybe now things will get under control. I
asked the director if the children who could walk would be around Dreux. She
informed me that two of the kids in the room were actually going into the toddler
room and that Dreux would be placed in a chair away from the other children
until they went to their respective room. Ok, starting to feel better. I looked
at the clock and realized I had been there for half an hour. Hey, what kind of
mother would I be if I just dropped her off and left? I had to scope this place
out a little more. This is my angel, my pride and joy, my baby! I handed my
baby over to the director as she placed Dreux in a small bouncy chair. Dreux
just looked around in shock as these kids snotted, walked, and cried over
everything. The youngest in the room, and yet she was the most well-mannered. I
kissed my baby (moved the chair over a few inches to make sure the baskets up
above wouldn’t fall on her lol) and I proceeded out the door. I peeked through
the window one last time and headed to work. AND DIDN'T CRY! Points for me!!!
I told them I would be back on my lunch break to feed her. I
can’t wait to go back to see my baby and to make sure they are doing everything
they said they did ,and are doing when I called at 10am. So far the morning has
gone well. Hope the same for the afternoon.
"Daycare? I don't know about this mommy"