Shortest first day ever
Morning dropoff was nervewracking for me. It was totally chaotic--out of 10 or 12 kids, there were 3-4 other kids who were new today, and the teacher was frazzled and disorganized. BG, though, took it in stride--they had a toy stroller, which she immediately seized and wheeled all over the place. We gave the teacher a bunch of last-minute notes (none of which I'm sure she remembered, though I just hoped she'd read through the 20-odd pages of intake forms we had to fill out giving minute details about BG's likes, dislikes, and habits) and then said goodbye and headed out. As soon as I passed out of BG's line of sight, I could hear her panicked, "Mommy? Mommy! MOMMY!" and the teachers trying to calm her down.
I was fretting all morning, emailing with another mom I know whose kid was also starting at the same daycare (we spent lots of time together this weekend so the kids would know each other), worrying about whether she'd eat, or sleep, whether they'd remember to put her hat on her when they went outside, whether she'd be sad or upset.
My husband called at 1:30. They'd called to ask him to pick BG up and take her home. She was refusing to nap (even though they'd rocked her with a bottle as per instructions) and was making a lot of noise so the other kids couldn't sleep. When he got there, they were waiting outside with her. Her eyes were all red and puffy from crying.
So, I'm a little annoyed. I realize that it's a small place and there's not much they can do with a kid who's making a commotion during naptime, but isn't that their JOB to figure it out? And yes, we did tell them to call and my husband would be happy to pick her up if needed, but what would they have done if (as will be the case tomorrow) no one was home?
Hmph. We'll see how tomorrow goes. But I'm annoyed.