As it turns out, daycare has been a bumpier road than I’d originally hoped. On the first day Lilly walked in and started playing immediately so i was super excited for her. But by the time i picked her up there were tears. We quickly determined that Lilly might adjust better if we did two half-days each week.
The daycare providers are so sweet and caring and Lilly seems to already be attached to Miss Margo (or as Lilly says, “Gago”, in particular). What’s more, she’s already learning so much! It’s a Spanish immersion program and she’s already got three Spanish words. And she’s thriving in so many other ways– starting to walk, talking like crazy and even showing interest in the potty. I have to think some of that is a result of daycare influence.
Even so there has been a pit in my stomach and a million doubts in my mind every time I drop her off.
I’ve found lots of encouragement from mom friends with similar situations and, surprisingly, even JiT is on board. We really feel like this is a good opportunity for Lilly to learn independence and socialization. And it’s only two mornings per week. She and i are still best friends, attached at the hip the rest of the time.
…And then JiT mentioned daycare to my mother-in-law. Her immediate response: “Daycare? Why would you do that? That’s not good for Lilly at all! She needs to be at home with her Mommy. Is she (me) trying to get rid of her??!”
You guys, i know i just need to turn the volume down in my head. I know this is about the two millionth thing we dont see eye to eye on. I knew to expect this (we’d deliberately not told her about it but JiT just kind of forgot bc he gets nervous on the phone). Even so, the pit in my stomach is growing to black hole-like proportions.
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