Ok, I'm going to bite the bullet, and just put it all out there for you all in blog land, (both of you, ha).
He was about 30lbs,
maybe 3ft 2in tall,
kind of long bowl-cut type light brown hair,
a dimple just on the right cheek,
you know the type.
Well, he got me good.
He had me fooled. Blind sided. Totally oblivious to what was going on right in front of my eyes. My son knows how to get me, and he did.
He was about 30lbs,
maybe 3ft 2in tall,
kind of long bowl-cut type light brown hair,
a dimple just on the right cheek,
you know the type.
Well, he got me good.
He had me fooled. Blind sided. Totally oblivious to what was going on right in front of my eyes. My son knows how to get me, and he did.
This is how it went down. I put him in daycare over a year ago, and let me tell you, it has been really good for him. But, the whole first two months, he cried every morning. But, then he decided he liked it. He was doing great until they up and switched teachers on us with no warning. Well, he went through another adjustment period, but he found his way yet again. Everything seemed to be okay until, BAM, switched teachers again. Well, I'm pretty disgusted by this time, along with some other issues there, and I'm ready to change daycares. But everyone talks me out of it. Everyone said he'd be fine. Then, one day it started. He started crying again when I drop him off. The next day he cried, and the next, and the next, and the next, until it's been 3-4 months solid crying every day. It gets to where the first words out of his mouth when he wakes up is, "mommy, pweeeeeeease don't take me to that school and leave me. Paweeeeeeease don't leave me there". He cries all morning, every morning and when we get to school, they have to literally pull him off of me. I have to walk out, every day, while he is watching me leave and begging me so pitifully not to leave him there.
Well, a mother can only take so much, and last Friday was my breaking point. After the same kind of morning, I had a meltdown in my car all the way to work, and couldn't even go inside for all the sobbing. I talked to several people that day and told them all there must be something going on at that daycare that I did not know about because my son would not act like this for no reason. He said all the kids hit him and push him everyday, and school is just not for him. So what do I do? I start planning how I can get him out of that school immediately. There must be something horrible going on at that place to make my sweet little angel act like this.
And then there's my husband, who completely disagrees with me and tells me from the start that he is just playing me.
So, I tell dear husband that if that is the case, I'm not taking him to school anymore! He thinks he can handle the crying, and I let him have a chance at it. Monday, I let Scottie take Caden to school, and of course he cried and was just as crazy for him. But, that evening when we were at home, Caden asked me why daddy took him to school. When I told him it was because it made mommy too sad when he cried so much, he just said ok.
Tuesday morning,
Caden - "Mommy, will you take me to school?"
Me - "Not if you're going to cry"
Caden - "Mommy, I promise I will not cry, I will not cry forever and ever!"
Me(sucker) - "I will take you today, but if you cry I will not take you anymore! You'll have to go with daddy every day"
Caden - "ok, I promise I will not cry"
Guess what,
HE DIDN'T CRY
Well, a mother can only take so much, and last Friday was my breaking point. After the same kind of morning, I had a meltdown in my car all the way to work, and couldn't even go inside for all the sobbing. I talked to several people that day and told them all there must be something going on at that daycare that I did not know about because my son would not act like this for no reason. He said all the kids hit him and push him everyday, and school is just not for him. So what do I do? I start planning how I can get him out of that school immediately. There must be something horrible going on at that place to make my sweet little angel act like this.
And then there's my husband, who completely disagrees with me and tells me from the start that he is just playing me.
So, I tell dear husband that if that is the case, I'm not taking him to school anymore! He thinks he can handle the crying, and I let him have a chance at it. Monday, I let Scottie take Caden to school, and of course he cried and was just as crazy for him. But, that evening when we were at home, Caden asked me why daddy took him to school. When I told him it was because it made mommy too sad when he cried so much, he just said ok.
Tuesday morning,
Caden - "Mommy, will you take me to school?"
Me - "Not if you're going to cry"
Caden - "Mommy, I promise I will not cry, I will not cry forever and ever!"
Me(sucker) - "I will take you today, but if you cry I will not take you anymore! You'll have to go with daddy every day"
Caden - "ok, I promise I will not cry"
Guess what,
HE DIDN'T CRY
I so got played.............................by a 3 year old! Yes, I'm talking full on, wrapped around the finger, yanking on the heart strings, ha ha I got you, type played.
Moral of the story: Watch out for those short cute little people otherwise known as toddlers, they are very sneaky!
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