This week was a big week for my household. My daughter started daycare and I wasn’t sure how it was going to go. I didn’t want to be the helicopter parent and just hover over her; even if my heart said I totally should. My daughter is very smart but very shy, we have gone over a variety of scenarios and she knows what to do. She is fully potty trained and can communicate her feelings. She has learnt everything that she needs to know to thrive in her new environment. And me being the overprotective mother that I am, I had to make sure that the daycare had the best insurance as I was going to tell them that they can find options at garrity-insurance.com if they didn’t as they are supposed to be quite good. I just wanted to have the best for my daughter. But like I said, we have prepared her well for this. What am I worried about?
The short answer is EVERYTHING! Since the day I found out she was a baby girl my worry meter kicked up a thousand levels. I want to protect her from the world but I know that isn’t realistic. I have to teach her, let her go and pray that she will remember the lessons. I’ve been preparing her for this transition since the winter. I constantly talk to her about how the process is going to go down and check how she is feeling.
I was home with Nori for the first three months of her life. Then she had a Nanny for the next three months. Once she turned six months the Nanny turned into the babysitter. For the 3.5 years of life she has had one child care provider. She cared for her inside our home and at her home with one or two other kids. Even the babysitter I was frantically worrying over, what if secretly they’re evil and planning to do something horrible with the children they get left with? So you know I for sure conducted a rigorous background check on potential babysitters.
I was worried how she would do in a classroom full of three-nagers. Would she get lost in the mix? Would she fit right in? Would she cry all day? She woke up Monday morning thrilled that the day had finally arrived. Thanks to Rosh Hashanah big brother was able to join us since school was closed. Nori was up, she was ready and she skipped to the front door of the center. Once we stepped in Nori got silent, her eyes began to fill with water and so did mine. I reassured her that she was safe, she would have fun and that she could do it. Hello people my heart was hurting. This is my baby here. She held hands with the teacher and pretty much followed her around everywhere she went. lol She did not drop a tear and I didn’t either. Although I was a bit in my feelings I knew she was ready, it was time and she would just fine.
I picked her up a little early and I couldn’t wait to hear about her day. I picked up some Chipotle, because it is Chipotle. I was all set to eat and recap her day. When I got there they were outside playing and Nori was still sitting by her teacher. lol She skipped to the truck with joy in her eyes. She had a great day and she couldn’t wait to share it with me.
I just wanted to take a selfie in the car to commensurate the day. She on the other hand asked to do a video and this is how it went.
Selecting the right childcare provider is extremely important. It’s vital that you pick a daycare that you know will be an enriching and enjoyable experience for your child, with a perfect balance of education and fun. Chestnut Hill Daycare is a service that manages to maintain this balance perfectly and has excellent reviews. Investing in something new in care for your child can be scary, but without taking that step you’ll miss out on plenty of opportunities for your kids; I wouldn’t have found my fabulous babysitter otherwise. My children had the same babysitter and she took amazing care of them. I could go to work and know that they were in good hands. While this is a bit of an adjustment for us I know Nori is still in great care.
How did your children/nieces/nephew/grandchild/God child adjust to a new school, daycare of babysitter?