I have real issues with waiting to do anything–including waiting until the weekend to talk about this topic, so I’m going to do it. Here goes:
We took J out of the last daycare situation. Not that the old daycare actually will know that until about 6:30 this morning, but we did it. He’s been in the care of a neighbor who has a young son and used to work in a daycare center in town, and he really seems to like it. So does she, as a matter of fact. And when I said neighbor, you have to realize that although I’m talking neighbor in country terms, she’s less than a quarter mile away, so the amount of hours he’s spending in a car being exposed to questionable roads before sunrise have been decreased immensely–so much that it crosses my mind to not buckle him in the car seat.
I do buckle him in, mind you…but the thought has flitted through the empty space between my ears much like one of those cute little yellow butterflies that are attracted to animal feces. Great picture, huh? You’re welcome :)
His current sitter is taking us on as a temporary situation until the end of the school year and then he’ll be moving on up to the center in town that takes kids starting at 2. I love that I’ve been up front with her about that and that she’s been truthful with me about not necessarily wanting to tie herself down with him for the rest of his natural life–the last sitter kept talking about the future with him and how rosy it would be. It was always a bit awkward because I never intended to drive that far for the rest of his daycare years. NO WAY.
And, I feel better about getting out of an environment where prejudice was so common. She was of the type that thought all little children regardless of color were angels, but once they hit some magical non-little-child age, children of color became “those people.” I hated giving her money knowing what I was supporting, and I have no idea when kids start picking up that crap. I hope there’s been no damage done to this point. Grr.
So, that’s it. That’s what I think was causing the bottleneck.
4 responses so far ↓
1 Michelle // Feb 7, 2008 at 8:31 am
Wow! I’m glad you found a quick and relatively painless solution–it sounds like it makes your day a little easier transport wise too. I hope this goes very, very, well for all involved–you deserve it!
2 phyllis // Feb 7, 2008 at 10:23 am
i’m glad to hear you’re feeling better about your childcare — it’s such an awful feeling when it’s not good.
quick story: when my brother was born, i was 8. my parents hired a nanny for him, she was 18 (i can’t even remember her name). i was in 3rd grade and came home sick from school (midday) almost every day until she didn’t show up one day and eventually got fired. suddenly i was healthy again. my parents suddenly realized that i, at 8 years old, hadn’t trusted the nanny with the baby. just goes to show that instinct is there to help us out and listening to it is so important. good for you.
3 Stacy // Feb 7, 2008 at 10:50 am
Our daycare is less than a mile away from us and that is so nice! Glad you found a daycare that will work for you. I think you still are #1 in crappy daycare situations…wow, you’ve had so much trouble!
4 starfish // Feb 8, 2008 at 5:45 pm
Good for you. Do you think you’ll figure out a way to tell her why you did it?
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