We’ve had a lot going on in the past month or so in the Walker Cleaveland household. Caleb started daycare a couple weeks ago, and that has been amazing. He gets to play with kids of all ages, and interact with the other “woddlers” in his classroom. They play outside, do finger painting and other art activities, and have a ton of fun. Caleb loves it. I like taking him there and picking him up – it’s fun. And Sarah gets the house to herself for 3 mornings a week (hoping to get in a 4th morning in a few weeks).
So there are many pros to sending your child to daycare. The obvious downside about the decision is that daycare is like a petri dish for bacteria and viral infection. Caleb came home with a runny nose his first week, decided to puke on me, and then a couple days later, Sarah got the stomach flu (not pretty). After bleaching down the house and being very careful (washing my hands all the time, wearing rubber gloves to clean stuff with bleach, etc.), I caught the same stomach bug and was down for a couple days.
Just as I was feeling better, Sarah now has a nasty head cold, and Caleb has it now too. He woke himself up a lot last night coughing, and is generally not quite his fun & charming self. Welcome to parenthood and sharing germs with each other. Hurray!
In addition to all of that fun stuff, we have now entered a new phase; I’ll call it the “I-Want-Mommy-and-Not-You, You-Stupid-Daddy-Person! Go away” Phase.
Yes, as cute as the photo at the top of this post is, I think his eyes are saying to me, “Ha. I’ve made my choice. And I choose mom, sucka.”
So, if Sarah is in the room, and I try to pick him up, he’ll start crying. If I pick him up and start walking back to put him down for a nap, he screams (not because of the nap, but because I’ve taken him from mom). If Sarah and I are in the same room, and he’s happily playing with toys, and she leaves, he starts screaming. If I try to console him, he wants nothing to do with me.
Yay. Such a fun phase to be in. I’m trying to not take it personally, but it’s a little annoying when your super cute son screams when you simply pick him up.
So, as is likely the case for most of one’s life as a parent, some things are going well, others are difficult…and we’re all fighting to stay healthy.