Moving on {.014}

It was a tough, but Quentin and I have decided to take Jayden out of the daycare that he is in currently. Feelings like he wasn’t being taken care of properly were floating around for a little while now, but we weren’t 100% sure. Well, not only is he not being taken care of/supervised properly but the other children aren’t either.
 
The hardest thing to accept about this is that it’s not the teacher that is for his specific age group that’s the problem, it’s the teacher that does before care & after care. Jayden’s actual teacher is so nurturing and you can tell she really loves what she does. One bad apple really does spoil the bunch. I know that when he goes to  his new daycare (whichever one that is – not sure yet) he will still ask for his teacher and ask me if he’s going to see her.
 
It’s going to break our hearts to have him “change schools” so to speak. But, his health and well-being are more important than everything else & that is just something that we cannot skimp on.
 
Wish us luck.
 
Have you ever experienced having to change your child’s school, camp, or location in general?
 
There is nothing wrong with change, if it is in the right direction
Winston Churchill

The Meanest Mommy on Earth {.005}

I’m sure today I sealed the deal on that reputation with my baby boy. Yesterday morning was just not a good one for me. I woke up an hour and fourty-five minutes late {totally my fault. I just love hitting that snooze button} and that just threw my whole morning routine off. I am a perfectionist and if things don’t go the way that I planned them I immediately get irritiated. This really someting I need to work on.
So let’s take a look at how the morning routine is supposed to look like in a perfect world.
4:45AM Wake up {I know I’m crazy for trying to shoot for such a time everyday. Let me be!}
{Get myself together, do homework, finalize a blog post, & pretty much anything I want to do in peace and quiet: very important}
6:00AM Get Jayden’s breakfast together & let it cool{I am a terrible future wife and always manage to mess up my fiance’s breakfast – lessons in progress}.
6:15AM Wake Jayden up & eat breakfast with him.
6:31AM Start helping Jayden brush his teeth & take a bath etc.
{Put clothes is hamper, clean dishes, grab lunches, etc.}
7:25AM Shove the family through the front door.
Jayden’s school opens at 7:30AM and I like to get to work by 7:40.
Do you see how flipping fantastic that is!?
Today I woke up at 6:00AM. This means I had absolutely no time to myself. Irritating especially when I get quite a bit done durring my hours alone. After I got Jayden together I just had to get myself ready in rush mode. Of course he wants to be around me since we didn’t get to sit down together and eat breakfast like we usually do, but I was so irritated I didn’t realize it. When he was standing next to me while I was getting myself together I told him to “go by daddy”. He did. Then, he came back a few minutes later.
“Go by daddy!”, I yelled.
He ran away into the living room. I immediately felt bad.
“What’s wrong with you?”, Quentin asked.
“My whole schedule is off!”, I exclaimed.
Quentin made his way to the living room to check on Jayden.
I followed.
“What’s wrong stinky?”, He asked.
Jayden was laying on the couch with his thumb in his mouth looking out the window at the cars riding by. He had the saddest look on his face.
Quentin was about to console him, but I had to step in. I felt so bad for letting my issues affect him.
I grabbed Jayden and gave him a big hug.
“I’m so sorry,” I said. “Do you forgive Mommy?”
“It’s okay.” He told me in the softest voice.
And like he always does, he jumped up and started telling me about all of the cars and trucks he was watching ride by. Like nothing ever happened.
“Mommy! Wook! It’s a cars and swuck right dea!”
{Translation: Mommy! Look! There are cars and trucks right there!}
Everyone says he has my personality, but I don’t see it. I’m just as outgoing, but the way he gets over things is a quality I wish I had. Just another thing to work on.
 “Every time you get angry, you poison your own system.”
– Alfred A. Montapert