First Day

On Wednesday, Julie posted about Maya's (long ago) first days at child care Seperation Anxiety. She was reminded of this because of reading Ms. Mama's post about her child's first days of child care, I'm Sorry.

Both of these children have had a hard time. Crying. Not wanting their parents to leave them. Despite the fact that their parents had visited day care with them ahead of time, the little ones have been heart broken when they were left.

It reminded me of when Richard had his first day of child care. He was about six months old when I went back to work. I had found this wonderful woman who lived in my neighborhood and cared for two older children and a 100 year-old blind woman and we had gone to her house and visited for a couple of hours on two or three occasions.

Come the first day, we get to Mrs. Johnson's house, she opens the door, Richard turns and reaches out his little arms to her, she takes him, he snuggles up to her and ignores the fact that I'm leaving. Well, I had wanted the visits to result in his not being unduly upset. But, he didn't have to be such a heartless little beast about it.