My theme song.
Malka started daycare this week – it’s AWFUL! She cried and screamed, and cried and screamd non-stop for the first two days. Then the reports were: “She screamed less.” Yesterday, when we brought her in, it was 7:45, and she was one of the first kids there. Since her highness was up from 5:30am, I sat on the floor, played with her for a bit, and she gave all tired signs, so I put her down in her crib, hoping htat her little usual 15 minutes of fussy protest would be over by 8:05 or so, before the other kids arrived. She started screaming, and her voice was HOARSE. She had screamed herself hoarse on previous days! RIP.MY.HEART.OUT!
But she quieted down, and fell asleep. When we picked her up at 4:45 or so, her caregiver said she had a great day and didn’t cry, except when she was hungry. (um, our kid, NOT cry? haha, but tell us that if it makes YOU feel better, lady).
She only wimpered for a few minutes this morning, and then was playing with some of the toys, and looking at the other kids. She twisted around to look out the observation window, and I ducked down quickly. She then turned around and kept playing.
I KNOW this will get easier. But I have such high expectations for myself as a parent, that it seems as if no one comes close to that standard. I just have to trust that she is being given a decent amount of attention and care. I’m not sure if she’s napping as much as they say she is, but I have no choice but to trust them on that. She’s doing OK otherwise, and is eating (which is a good thing), and interacting with the other kids.
I’m hoping to be able to slowly start to ask them to do things that encourage her motor skills, since she’s a big baby, she’s a bit behind in all of those moving things. She’s quite a talker, however, and we have regular conversations including the words da da and la la and tza tza and pfffffttttt and she’s bustin out a new tooth on top, so she now has 3 things to pierce my fingers when she puts them in her mouth. She’s really progressing as a little person, and she’s found her snuggle, which is SO special and wonderful. It’s a special snuggle just for Narda and I, usually when she’s tired, she’ll burry her head into your shoulder. She clearly recognizes us as her parents, and it’s wonderful. I wish I didn’t have to leave her every day. But since I haven’t won the lottery, and we are a “working class family,” we have her in the best daycare we can afford.
I AM, to be honest, worried about the fact that she’ll be 8 months old next week, and isn’t crawling yet, or rolling from back to front; but it’s not for lack of effort. She wiggles all over, and can propel herself in a circle and do a backwards scoot, but we’re not sure if she’s aware of the fact that she’s actually travelling. She WANTS to move, she TRIES to move. She’s 28 inches long and 26 pounds. That’s practically the size of a 2 year old, and I SWEAR, we’re NOT overfeeding her – in fact, she only gets 24 ounces or so per day (doctor’s orders, but she’s fine with that), and lots of healthy, fiber-full veggies, and lean meats, ALL organic! She also gets all of the water she wants, up to about 6 ounces per day. I puree most of the food I can, and we buy organic jars for all of the other stuff. She does get whole milk yogurt, and avacado is one of her faves, but they are healthy fats. We DO NOT, (contrary to the opinion of people on the street) feed our child fried chicken and grits, thankyouverymuch. She’s a Kosher Organic baby. I know all babies do things in their own time, and she’s probably fine, but I can’t help but worry, as both her doctor’s concerns, and the evidence of ALL of the babies her age in daycare prove otherwise…