Maniacal Days

Friday, October 05, 2007

Ripping out my Heart

This weekend is Allie's birthday. Today I'm bringing in Dora cupcakes and little goodie bags into daycare for all the kids at snack time at 3:30. So hopefully I can get Luke to eat at like 2:30 so that I can time the visit to daycare in between feedings. So yesterday I made 24 chocolate cupcakes made with home made cream cheese frosting and decorated with Dora sugar faces. I made little goodie bags complete with both Dora toys for the girls and Diego toys for the boys.

Allie was so excited! We were gonna sing happy birthday and eat Dora cupcakes at school with all her friends. She sang happy birthday to herself and repeated all the kids in her class who were gonna sing with her. This morning we got all dressed with cute little pigtails and a nice shirt for her birthday. We talked about how Daddy was gonna drop her off and that she wasn't going to cry. Then Mommy was gonna come later with all the Dora stuff and then we were gonna sing. She was so happy and excited. She went off with daddy....they ran into class all excited...............then the second they got into the room all the happiness died.

She stopped caring that it was her birthday or that I was coming with Dora cupcakes, all she knew was that Mike was leaving and the screaming bloody murder ensued. Mike left and went to work, and called me on the way to tell me how she was crying. I was like - but but did you tell her about the Dora cupcakes?!?!?! He was like yea, she didn't care. *sigh* So we decided that we'd call again in an hour and see how she was. An hour and 15 minutes later and they say that she's still crying. STILL CRYING AFTER AN HOUR!!!!! *BIG SIGH*

Well, technically she would stop for a couple of minutes and then remember and then cry for daddy again. But still over an hour of crying? So there we are, Mike and I, on the phone like - OK, we're gonna call again in 15 minutes and if she's still crying we're going there to get her. Cause that is just TOO long to be crying. Why are we torturing her like that?!? Maybe she doesn't like the teachers. Maybe we should switch her school. Maybe we should pay for someone to come to the house and watch her and Luke when I go back to work. Maybe, ANYTHING BUT STAND BY AND WATCH OUR LITTLE GIRL CRY FOR ALMOST 2 HOURS!!!!!

Anyway, when we called back and they said they went up to the gym and that the change of scenery helped, cause now she's playing and having fun and all is OK. *sigh of relief*

OK, please tell me what to do, cause I'm about just pull her from daycare and keep her home with me. She only goes two days a week, but this is the second week of MAJOR crying and Mike and I can't deal with it anymore. HELP!

Labels: A Day in the Life, Althea Raye

Posted by Jenn :: 10:11 AM :: # 9 comments