I’m so nervous and apprehensive about tomorrow that I truly can’t sleep. It will be our little one’s first day at daycare despite turning eight months old last week.
We were lucky enough to have a friend look after him for the past five to six months after my extended maternity leave, but she’s going back to teaching this fall since her little one will be a year old.
Our daycare has all kinds of rules that I keep rolling around in my head. I keep wondering if I packed the right things, why did I have to sign so many forms, and will he cry when we leave him in his new classroom?
Our daycare somehow convinced us that we had to sign for photos to be taken of our child and we had to sign for him to go on field trips despite our own reservations. They reasoned the photos were mandatory for certain group events, and they added that we must sign for field trips so they’re allowed to take our child out of the building in case of emergency or fire.
I think tomorrow I’m calling the Bull Shit flag on these two items. No one had a NEED to photograph my child (this from the woman who cut off a family member soon after the baby was born because she re-posted an image to her personal page online and to the public at large). And, if there’s an emergency, I fail to see how they’ll know which kid’s parents signed the form and which ones didn’t? As for field trips, no. He’s eight months old, not eight years old.
What sort of first-day things did you think about? The outfit? What areas of your own parenting you might be judged on? If your baby would pick up social cues easily? Did you pack enough diapers and changes of clothes?
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