My first day back to work and first day of daycare went well. Not too many tears were shed (by me of course). It definitely helped that Killian gave his teachers a big smile when he saw them that morning, and it warmed my heart when he was all smiles when I picked him up that afternoon. All the teachers were very supportive and told me to call as often as I needed to that day.
The day care I chose only has 3 other babies in the “infant room” and they are all 8 months old, so Killian is the youngest. Because of that, he tends to get a little extra attention by the staff. Even the 8-month olds are seem interested in him too. All the ladies fawn over the littlest one and Killian loves it and flirts right back :)
The main teacher has been there 15 years and when I first met her when I was pregnant I couldn’t help but think she reminded me of a village wet nurse. She just looked so matronly and honestly seemed so happy to spend time with babies all day.
This small, close-knit group is in contrast to the daycare center I originally picked out when I was pregnant. Of course, my perspective changed after Killian was actually born and I had a whole slew of considerations that I never would have thought of before he was born.
I liked the original center mostly because they have a live camera and I (and family and friends) could log in as much as I wanted to take a look at what he was doing throughout the day. I appreciated just the fact that the center had the cameras. It showed they have absolutely nothing to hide.
But when I spent time there with Killian in the weeks before I would be going back to work, I was not pleased. The infant room was filled to the max. Killian would be the 10th baby under the age of 6 months in the room. The teachers just could not seem to keep up with the needs of all the babies. Sure, their basic needs were being met, but I wasn’t comfortable with how much time the babies were spending alone in their bouncy seats without someone interacting with them. I was also really turned off watching one of the teachers feed a baby a bottle without even making eye contact with the child. So I decided what good are the cameras if I I’m just watching him not get the attention he needs all day :(
So the first week went well. Besides leaving Killian, the other aspect of work I was not looking forward to was trying to figure how how/when/where I could pump at work. (Pumping in the bathroom just does not feel very sanitary, nor is it very comfortable.) Fortunately, two great things happened. First my manager told me right off the bat I could work from home when possible. (She had told me in the interview she works from home 100% of the time, so I had been keeping my fingers crossed that there would be some working from home for me too.) And secondly, someone told me about a “wellness room” reserved exclusively for pumping moms. It turned out that the room hadn’t been used in months, so the office admin just gave me the key to the room and told me to keep it!
The “wellness room” is a small conference room and the only thing in the room besides the table and chairs are stack of magazines: Parents, BabyTalk, etc – all with pictures of happy, smiley babies on the covers.
Of course I couldn’t help but notice this was a small, private room people use to help them…accomplish a task…and I guess the magazines are there to help you “get the job done?” I guess some people need to look at pictures of babies to help them get the process started! :0 Oh, no I didn’t!