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May2 figured out childcare
Jan. 17th, 2025 09:09 pmAfter week one of being dumb faced as I left. But returning to a teary baby the moment she sees my face (after not realising I wasn't there all day).
Day 3:
was tears on seeing me leave: we were early and there were only a few kids there.
Apparently she got better when the rest started to arrive (yes her big sis was there the whole time)
Day 4: I took them in late because we were waiting at home for a supermarket delivery.
Weather has been wild lately and honestly, I can't be fucked. Like seriously, it's so much hasstle to drive to the supermarket, get into the shop, find all the shit I want to get. Then scan all the shit. Then cart it out to the car and then load it up. Then drive home. And then unload it, and then put it away.
Like... if a grocery shop is likely to be over $250, I can get ALLLL that work for free.
The only negative is if I make a mistake, I need to go to the store to return the problem item. And yes, I made one mistake. So that's annoying. I was also worried I would get products that were going out of date soon. Or like, fruits that were bruised. But honestly. I'm just so glad someone was going to do this work for me I was willing to ride some crappyness.
Anyways. but the downside was I wasn't sure when it was arriving so I chose to feed the girls at home, and wait for the delivery and leave right after it came.
(Just putting the cold things away).
Anyhow so we got there, once again like leading May2 to the slaughter because she doesn't know where we are going - and the moment I stepped in and handed her to a worker, she started crying. When she saw me leave and etc.
She was okay during the day but then in the afternoon, as I had brought them in early I decided to go pick them up late, and when she saw the other mum's arriving and they weren't me, she would start to cry with each one.
So when I arrived I came to a very clingy teary baby again. But she was alright. 'Cause it was late and the weather has been super bad (crazy winds, trees down, public transport strikes effecting into the mix. rainy etc) and it was getting late, so I didn't feed her before we left, and out we went. I figured we'd be home in 20 mins and I could feed her then. Halfway home she was head butting my chest the poor thing- who only had a few sips of her bottle all day.
So she's figured out how this childcare thing works. You get abandoned by your mother with carers and other children and new toys to distract you. And eventually, you don't know when, your mummy will come back and get you.
I can see the non appeal of putting an under 3 in childcare. Even Wendy doesn't really know when she will get picked up. It's loosely about the same time so when I get there she's never hanging around the door looking for me. But she still doesn't get time.
Her idea of time is "yesterday" (which means, before today. Because everything is yesterday in her mind even if it was a month ago) or today. I'm not even sure if she has a concept of "tomorrow", except that she constantly says "Mummy when I grow up can I (work, have a phone, and todays one --- drive a car and you can sit in the boot Mummy! (lol) I said how disrespectful are you to put me in the boot, that's where the groceries and the pram goes, not your Mummy. Then she thinks and says "you can sit next to me, and Daddy and May may can sit in the backseat and I can play frozen in the car."
lol oh Wendy. So I guess that's her concept of "tomorrow".
The only good thing about the wind is that it's been nice and cool. I actually can't wait to go snuggle in my bed but here i am, giving that up for even more alone time with my computer.
Day 3:
was tears on seeing me leave: we were early and there were only a few kids there.
Apparently she got better when the rest started to arrive (yes her big sis was there the whole time)
Day 4: I took them in late because we were waiting at home for a supermarket delivery.
Weather has been wild lately and honestly, I can't be fucked. Like seriously, it's so much hasstle to drive to the supermarket, get into the shop, find all the shit I want to get. Then scan all the shit. Then cart it out to the car and then load it up. Then drive home. And then unload it, and then put it away.
Like... if a grocery shop is likely to be over $250, I can get ALLLL that work for free.
The only negative is if I make a mistake, I need to go to the store to return the problem item. And yes, I made one mistake. So that's annoying. I was also worried I would get products that were going out of date soon. Or like, fruits that were bruised. But honestly. I'm just so glad someone was going to do this work for me I was willing to ride some crappyness.
Anyways. but the downside was I wasn't sure when it was arriving so I chose to feed the girls at home, and wait for the delivery and leave right after it came.
(Just putting the cold things away).
Anyhow so we got there, once again like leading May2 to the slaughter because she doesn't know where we are going - and the moment I stepped in and handed her to a worker, she started crying. When she saw me leave and etc.
She was okay during the day but then in the afternoon, as I had brought them in early I decided to go pick them up late, and when she saw the other mum's arriving and they weren't me, she would start to cry with each one.
So when I arrived I came to a very clingy teary baby again. But she was alright. 'Cause it was late and the weather has been super bad (crazy winds, trees down, public transport strikes effecting into the mix. rainy etc) and it was getting late, so I didn't feed her before we left, and out we went. I figured we'd be home in 20 mins and I could feed her then. Halfway home she was head butting my chest the poor thing- who only had a few sips of her bottle all day.
So she's figured out how this childcare thing works. You get abandoned by your mother with carers and other children and new toys to distract you. And eventually, you don't know when, your mummy will come back and get you.
I can see the non appeal of putting an under 3 in childcare. Even Wendy doesn't really know when she will get picked up. It's loosely about the same time so when I get there she's never hanging around the door looking for me. But she still doesn't get time.
Her idea of time is "yesterday" (which means, before today. Because everything is yesterday in her mind even if it was a month ago) or today. I'm not even sure if she has a concept of "tomorrow", except that she constantly says "Mummy when I grow up can I (work, have a phone, and todays one --- drive a car and you can sit in the boot Mummy! (lol) I said how disrespectful are you to put me in the boot, that's where the groceries and the pram goes, not your Mummy. Then she thinks and says "you can sit next to me, and Daddy and May may can sit in the backseat and I can play frozen in the car."
lol oh Wendy. So I guess that's her concept of "tomorrow".
The only good thing about the wind is that it's been nice and cool. I actually can't wait to go snuggle in my bed but here i am, giving that up for even more alone time with my computer.
