Daycare Hysterics

Megan is starting daycare on Monday. And I'm nervous. I know she'll cry. I know I'll cry. I don't even know if I can leave her in the care of strangers.

I just have to do it. I'm 5 months pregnant, working and grandma is very taxed from watching a growing 19 month old. Megan is stronger, faster now. She's injured grandma on several occasions and is getting very heavy for anyone of us to carry around.

I'm hopeful that we've chosen the right daycare. I was recommended to Primrose School but online reviews give me a bad feeling.

I don't know if I'm making the right decision. Well I know Megan needs to go to daycare to interact better with other kids her age. And she seems to like to play with other kids.

Our plan is to drop her off Monday at 9am or 10am. Play with her a bit and get her situated with the class. We'll probably pick her up at 1pm for several weeks. After several weeks, we'll extend the pickup time to 3pm. The latest we might leave her til is 5pm. But that's very rare.

Cross your fingers for us. I'll keep everyone updated.

Joys of Parenting

My 19th month old baby girl is really growing. She's just sprouting super fast. At her last checkup she was 34.5 inches tall and weighed 26lbs. The doctor was asking how many words she can really say and I was worried that she wasn't talking much. Mostly it was in baby gibberish that 90% of time no one could understand.

She says:
Mom
Dad
Ba - for grandma
Um - pick me up in vietnamese but it's been like 3 months since she said that word.
Where's that?
What's that?
Who's that?

Today she said something new! I had turned on the TV for her and she replied, "Tank You." hehe. I was shocked.

It made me happy and it's kinda promising that I'm doing something right.