Having a great weekend. Wish life was a perpetual vacation. Having all of us home and relaxed is the best. birthday parties and BBQs, corn on the cob, naps and monkey bread. Whoever came up with working for a living was some kinda chump.
I gave birth to an easy baby. A very sweet and smushy and pleasant baby. He had his moments of course when he was cranky or hungry as children do. But even when he was sick, he was like… easy. WTF, right!? And now. He says, “No” a lot. And not in the I’m A Toddler and I Shout, “NO!” A Lot way. He does it in a whiny Please Stop Making Me Do This Horrible Unspeakable Thing kind of way that makes it feeeeel so much wooooorse. Especially when you consider that I haven’t had any experience dealing with a challenging child before. And he does this thing where you ask him if he wants a certain thing? Like yogurt? And you give him yogurt? And he slaps. it. away. And then his mother YELLS at him because “You just said you wanted yogurt!” and then she feels immediately ashamed and sorry and gives him a big hug with 1,000 kisses and he says, “Nooooooooo.”
Two months ago, I was picking him up from his old daycare and one of the teachers and I were talking about how cute it is that he says, “yeah!” all the time. Oh! How cute! Because most kids this age say, “NO!” all the time! Oh! Lucky me! My child is “not like those rotten kids!” I think they call that Hubris. And anyway, he’s still perfect and easy and don’t get me wrong, I realize that I’m all kinds of lucky for all kinds of reasons. But… BUT!!!
So old daycare. You heard that right. He had to switch daycare centers because the old one closed. CLOSED! They had a reason that they gave everyone, “financial difficulties.” And then I spoke with one of the directors on the phone and she told me about all the other reasons and it seemed like she really needed someone to talk to about it. But anyway it closed and I had to find a new place to take my precious angel. I called a few places and found one that was willing to do the CLOTH DIAPERS! and I was very pleased with that and the price so I did no further research and assumed that all daycare facilities were about the same. And on the first day I got a phone call 2 hours after dropping him off that the CLOTH DIAPERS! were going to be too difficult. When we picked him up that day and I asked how long he napped for the woman said, “I don’t know.” His old place gave out slips of paper detailing what he ate, how many diapers and the contents and what time he went to bed/woke up.
I am comfortable with him in this place but I don’t love it, you know? And I just feel like switching him again so soon would be too much for my little sunflower to handle. My current plan is to start him someplace new in September. In the mean time, I’m just strugglin’.
To continue the every expanding list of Gifts My Husband Gets Me That Are Totally Awesome, Hoagey bought me a full pass to BlogHer ’10. Holy Crap! Did I say that already? My apologies but HOLY CRAP!
I’m COMPLETELY thrilled but also a little terrified because 1) I still don’t know how to blog, like, from my computer as opposed to from the web. 2) I’ve been in the process of trying to put google adsense on my site for, I dunno, months? and can’t seem to figure out how to do it. 3) I haven’t bought new clothes since before Bruno was born because OMG where did all our money go?!?!? and 4) I literally don’t know anyone who is going personally. Oy.
There are a couple of bloggers that I’ve exchanged tweets with and one in Philadelphia that I’ve been trying to muster the courage to reach out to her and beg her to be my friend IRL but other than that… no one, nothing.
So I’ll keep you posted as to whether I grow a set of confidence and in the mean time, why don’t all of you go over to the blogher site and put your names on the waiting list so that I have friends. Good? Good.