We started Izzy at a new daycare 3 weeks ago, and let me tell you, it's been a journey...a LONG, LONG, guilt-ridden journey filled with sleepless nights (for all of us), fits of terror from Izzy, and an overall questioning for me of, "is this how it's really supposed to be???".
Leaving her every day gets harder and harder. I know it's a phase..this whole separation anxiety thing, but it's hard. And it makes me feel so guilty every day when I'm walking out the door of the daycare hearing her scream. But it's just a phase..I know. Someone remind me of that when I'm having a bad morning, OK? Thanks!
Let's just say that Izzy's schedule has been a bit mixed up lately. That girl doesn't know her head from her butt :) when she comes home. She's grumpy, irritable, and generally not so fun to be around (hmmmmm..I'm thinking that the same words have been applied to me too :)...well, at least she gets it honestly, right? Can't fight genetics!)
Anyway, the other night during dinner, she fell asleep. That's right. Fell fast asleep in her high-chair..
And she hasn't exactly been easy to get to sleep either. She hasn't been getting her regular 2 naps, and this girl NEED 2 naps a day. Ahhhh....I remember a day not too long ago where we could give her a bottle, and then lay her gently down in her bed and she would drift off to sleep dreaming of sugar plum fairies and .......blah blah blah...WHERE DID THIS LITTLE GIRL GO???????? Not so much the case lately, as most of our nights are spent holding her while she squirms, laying her down in bed and listening to her scream as though someone were pulling her fingernails off, going in to check on her and feeling so guilty because of the pathetic look on her little face (yep, she's already figured us out :) that we pick her up and carry her back out here and hang out for a little while longer. Here's the result of one of those evenings last week:
I got so tired of her squirming and physically assaulting me that I just laid her down, and off to sleep she went.
Almost forgot this one. I just let her fall asleep on me and enjoyed my time holding her. In the end, not a bad way to end the day...
I am happy to report, however, that some changes have been made at the daycare based off of some of our feedback, and it looks as though things are turning around. We've had a few good days back-to-back, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that we've turned the page on that nasty chapter and are on to better things...
Oh yeah, one great thing about this daycare, and for little Boo, is that she gets to do some crafts, which I LOVE bringing home at the end of the week! Mostly it's just painting stuff, but I don't care what it is, I LOVE it! Here are her latest masterpieces:
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