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May I Make Your Monday?
Hi.
My name is Alina, and I have been stalking this forum for a while. I love reading how ladies in different states deal with children, parents, and authorities. It gives a little look inside, and it helps me understand a few things.
You see, I am a parent. My daughter is 3.5, and she has been going to daycare since she was just under 2.
And I am getting a degree in ECE. So, yeah, I want to see all the sides of the spectrum.
Here is the thing: we have a wonderful daycare. We do!
The director has such a tremendous amount of common sense, it's not even funny. I rarely see this in people (and I have seen many).
My daughter's teachers were changing a lot (not sure, but the 2-year-old group for some reason can't have anyone stick for too long), I can recall at least 3 different ladies in charge of her group. Hopefully, they found someone who will last long enough.
Nonetheless, while she was still in that group, she started potty training. I am one lazy mama: I had no idea. Her teacher told me once at pickup that she was withholding, so they take her to the potty now. You can be sure as hell that we went to get the potty that weekend! Embarrassing: a mother doesn't know her child is ready to use the toilet. But I will always be grateful to her teacher for starting the process.
(Oh, and when I say "they" I usually mean the whole center: all teachers and the director. Center's capacity is 49, so it's not a huge place, but much larger than an FCC.)
Right after potty training was over, my daughter was moved to an older group. Now, that teacher has been there since I can remember. And things snowballed from there: she started singing songs, playing games, putting puzzles together... At times, I barely catch up. Once, her teacher told me, "if I had 12 kids like her, my job would be perfect." I thought that this was probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me about my child (who is a sweetheart and all, but knows how to be a brat and is sometimes, and I know it). I think I will try to secretly find out when her teacher has a birthday and get her something. I sometimes feel inadequate: she has taught her so much. (and remember? I am getting the ECE degree... *sigh*)
I never had her daycare call and ask me to get her (even though they all know I'm home all day: my classes are all online through local community college). I never had anyone complain to me about her misbehaving (which, hey, I am almost sure she did at least 100 times). My daughter runs there every morning, chatting in the car on the way there about how she will tell "miss Moosy" (not a real name, but she calls her that) what she did last night/weekend and show off a new outfit (pants or sweater).
I have once heard a woman talk about a mother's feelings when someone loves her child. I didn't know what it was until I had a chance to experience that myself. Someone loves my child.
The daycare director asked for a recommendation letter (she wants to give me some paperwork tomorrow). I am so going to recommend this center!
I see how invested most of you are into what you do, both physically and emotionally. And I realize how, at times, thankless this job can be.
So, on behalf of at least some parents,
Thank you. You are doing your best, and you are wonderful.
One grateful parent.
My name is Alina, and I have been stalking this forum for a while. I love reading how ladies in different states deal with children, parents, and authorities. It gives a little look inside, and it helps me understand a few things.
You see, I am a parent. My daughter is 3.5, and she has been going to daycare since she was just under 2.
And I am getting a degree in ECE. So, yeah, I want to see all the sides of the spectrum.
Here is the thing: we have a wonderful daycare. We do!
The director has such a tremendous amount of common sense, it's not even funny. I rarely see this in people (and I have seen many).
My daughter's teachers were changing a lot (not sure, but the 2-year-old group for some reason can't have anyone stick for too long), I can recall at least 3 different ladies in charge of her group. Hopefully, they found someone who will last long enough.
Nonetheless, while she was still in that group, she started potty training. I am one lazy mama: I had no idea. Her teacher told me once at pickup that she was withholding, so they take her to the potty now. You can be sure as hell that we went to get the potty that weekend! Embarrassing: a mother doesn't know her child is ready to use the toilet. But I will always be grateful to her teacher for starting the process.
(Oh, and when I say "they" I usually mean the whole center: all teachers and the director. Center's capacity is 49, so it's not a huge place, but much larger than an FCC.)
Right after potty training was over, my daughter was moved to an older group. Now, that teacher has been there since I can remember. And things snowballed from there: she started singing songs, playing games, putting puzzles together... At times, I barely catch up. Once, her teacher told me, "if I had 12 kids like her, my job would be perfect." I thought that this was probably the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me about my child (who is a sweetheart and all, but knows how to be a brat and is sometimes, and I know it). I think I will try to secretly find out when her teacher has a birthday and get her something. I sometimes feel inadequate: she has taught her so much. (and remember? I am getting the ECE degree... *sigh*)
I never had her daycare call and ask me to get her (even though they all know I'm home all day: my classes are all online through local community college). I never had anyone complain to me about her misbehaving (which, hey, I am almost sure she did at least 100 times). My daughter runs there every morning, chatting in the car on the way there about how she will tell "miss Moosy" (not a real name, but she calls her that) what she did last night/weekend and show off a new outfit (pants or sweater).
I have once heard a woman talk about a mother's feelings when someone loves her child. I didn't know what it was until I had a chance to experience that myself. Someone loves my child.
The daycare director asked for a recommendation letter (she wants to give me some paperwork tomorrow). I am so going to recommend this center!
I see how invested most of you are into what you do, both physically and emotionally. And I realize how, at times, thankless this job can be.
So, on behalf of at least some parents,
Thank you. You are doing your best, and you are wonderful.
One grateful parent.
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