Showing posts with label Wilson daycare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wilson daycare. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Still a Champ

Wilson still loves daycare. He has been there for the past three days now. Before I leave him every morning he says bye, gives me a kiss, waves and then says bye again (as he walks off looking for something to play with AKA-trucks, trains, and/or a red monster truck toy). When I pick him up he is never ready to leave. In fact, I have to stay for at least 15 minutes to let him finish playing. They have been going outside alot so he really is in heaven. Wilson, thankfully, has a polar bear at daycare now so he has been falling asleep within minutes of laying down. He isn't sleeping long though (1 hour 20 minutes today) so by 7pm he is exhausted and begins to display multiple personalities that look something like this-- Cry. Laugh. Whale. Laugh. Fall down. Cry. Scream. Silience. Laugh. Cuddle. Gulp milk. Cry. Laugh. Ask for paci. Run around the house. Cry. Sleep. He has been out by 7:15 the past 2 nights. Last night he slept 12 hours. We'll see how tonight goes.

School is good. My first assignment is due tomorrow. It feels great to be back. Mostly because I know it is my LAST SEMESTER of academics!!!!!! Hell yeah! After tomorrow I am one week down.

Tomorrow night I am having a back to school bbq for the first and second years in our program. It is crazy to think that I am a second year now! Awesome. Anyway, my house will be full of people I am sure.

I had to take the boys, Jake and Buck, to the vet today. They both have small ears infections and Buck has an eye infection. Our bill was $145. Really, if I think about it, it's not too bad. I pay $68.40 for Wilson to go to the doctor when he is sick, and we have insurance. I don't have any insurance for the dogs (maybe I should) so $145 for 2 dogs to see a vet and get medication isn't that bad.

Alright, I need to get to bed.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Daycare

I just dropped Wilson off at daycare. Their were 3 other blonde boy's his size there. Of course, they are older but he still managed to fit right in. He walked over to them and started playing. (With a train set, of course.)

Mary's day, I am sure, will have some challenging moments. I know. I used to work in a toddler room and it was always a little rough on the new kids. Wilson will be eating at the table, which should be no problem. However, naptime should be interesting. She is going to have Wilson nap on the floor. He has never done that. Not only will he be on the floor he will be napping with out polar bear. I gave her a pacifier and reinforced that I do NOT plan on having him give it up anytime soon (she kinda hinted that we should start eliminating it soon a couple months ago). Wilson uses his paci at nap, bed time, and when he is super tired or very upset. It gives him comfort and I don't think there is anything wrong with that! I was a very oral kid. Sucking my thumb into the double digits of age. [Hey, I am not proud of that!] Chris was too. My feeling, is that a pacifier can be thrown away but a thumb, well... that is obvious.

I think that sometime people think that Wilson should be doing things that he is not developmentally ready for. (Like give up a pacifier.) I find that I have to remind people that Wilson is only a year and a half. (Heck, he just turned it.) He may look two but he is not developmentally (in language, cognition, emotions, or social skills) the same as a 2 year old. Six months is a big deal when your talking birth to three. If you think that the brain is 85% developed by the age of three it helps you put into perspective how much they are growing in such a short time period.

Okay. Back to the oral thing--- Wilson's pediatrician once said that better he get his oral fix now than need it with cigarettes later. Don't know how much truth there is to that statement, but it is worth thinking about. I have smoked in my life but have never been addicted to smoking. Is that because I got my oral fix earlier in life or because I have less addictive chemicals in my body or because I know who much damage it does to your body? I don't know.

What I do know is that I am glad I communicated my feelings with Mary. I explained to her why I feel the way I do and also supported her in her opinion to not have a pacifier. I agree that I don't want him to have it a three (maybe even by 2.5) but at 18 months there is no reason for me to force him to give it up. I left feeling understood and knowing that Mary will give him his pacifier if he needs it. And that is good.

When I left Wilson seemed very happy. He told me bye, gave me a wet kiss and went back to playing. God, I love that kid!!