I had just gotten up and was trying to get some pumping in
before Boop awoke. I got the call. It
was the daycare saying I was in. I
was pretty muddled trying to process it. Kinda like winning Publisher’s
Clearinghouse. Well, not really because the daycare would take money, rather than give
it. They wanted me to start on Monday. A day and a half to prepare. Meanwhile,
during my last visit, they said they give folks 2 weeks notice before they
start; so I was really trying to sort it out. Of course, I was relieved. Then, the
thought of all that money so quickly, and Mom had planned to come and take care
of Boop for a few days. And emotionally, it was pretty fast. Maybe that is what
hit me the most. Mentally, I didn’t have time to prepare myself for my baby to
be in daycare.
So, having no choice about timing, I accepted the spot,
emailed work to let them know I’d be back on Monday, and then in my mind, I
started going through all of the stuff that I needed for daycare. Of course,
right after I hit send, I got a call saying the daycare director would give me
the 2 weeks. I was a bit stuck as I had already told several people I would be
back and asked the daycare to let me think about what to do that the 2 weeks
would be good. Drop-in service. Would they let me do drop-in service for a few
days during the 2 weeks? It felt like I was pressing my luck, but I called to
ask anyway. Sure, she said. Whew! Now to try and get things in order.
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