Making the decision to go back to work when my son was 6 months old was not easy. The stress was lessened when we found a wonderful young lady named Laura to care for Cruz in our home from 8:30 in the morning till I get home from work just after lunch. Working these crazy early morning hours does have its advantages and one of them was that Cruz would only be out of my care for about 4 hours a day and he'd be at home getting one on one attention from his babysitter. Couple that with the fact that his dad works from home most days and it seemed like the perfect situation for me to go back to work. Our sitter, Laura, has been with us now for almost 2 years...helping Cruz through his teething, crawling, walking, eating solid food and now talking stages. She's practically part of the family and one of the few people Cruz will easily go to if his dad or I am holding him. We've known all along we couldn't keep Laura forever. She's a college student and will eventually graduate. We also knew that eventually we'd need to put Cruz in an environment where he could meet other children his own age and get on a structured learning plan. It still, however, felt like I'd been kicked in the gut when Laura told us last week she'd be leaving to take a full time job. After informing my husband, who took it harder than me, I started the task of looking for the best early learning center possible who could take Cruz on short notice.
After many phone calls, impromptu visits and lots of questions, we settled on a church based day care/school not far from our home. We've paid the registration fee, bought the nap mat, even gotten him a new toddler size backpack for school. He starts on Monday. I predict it will be a tough transition for my baby boy. He screams like Damien when I try to take him to the daycare at our church on Sundays. But it'll probably be even harder for me. I like the idea of one whole adult focusing on my baby all day long. There are eight 2 year olds for every adult at the new school. I'm sure that's fine, but I'll still worry. He's not very good at sharing, hopefully this experience will change that. He has to have his "blankey" with him any time he's upset or is going to sleep...will they make sure he has it? Oh so much to worry about. Of course, I'll get off work and speed to pick him up and I'm sure I'll shed more tears than he does. Pray for us all!
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