
Well, another week or so has passed any baby boy is now 8 weeks old. Motherhood has been really good to me. Kevin is the probably one of the easiest if not THE easiest babies in the entire world. He is so text book that it's almost like he DID come with instructions. He is hitting his developmental milestones on time and in most cases ahead of time. I marvel at his facial expressions and sounds that he makes. He has this unique sound that he makes when he wants you to focus your attention on him. He LOVES for you to talk or sing to him and in some cases will "sing" along with you. I know that most 8 week olds do this, but you have to understand he has been doing this since about 4 weeks old! He doesn't cry like a normal baby....this is how I know there IS a God! Seriously, I've never done well with noise and I was worried that the baby's crying would get on my nerves BUT to God be the glory...my baby appears to not know how to cry! He makes these weird sounds...almost like shrieks or squeals. The sounds are so funny that instead of it getting my nerves and me wanting it to stop, I tend to laugh and crave more! God has blessed me so greatly with this child.
This past weekend brought me face to face with the first real dilemma of my parenting experience. Early on Big Kevin and I decided on where we would place KJ for childcare. We decided that we would use a lady who had watched several kids over the years. She has a great reputation and currently babysits a child of a fellow co-worker. She isn't licensed and lives 20 minutes or so in the opposite directions of our jobs. We met with her last summer and set things in place for my return to work this March. At any rate Kevin and I discussed other child care options but in the end decided to go with her. In preparation for my return to work I decided to take KJ to her a few times over the course of February and start him going to her the last week of February. I took KJ to visit during the first week of February. We stayed for several hours and things went well. I felt she interacted with KJ really well and I could tell that he definitely would be loved by her. She also watches 2 toddlers who are around 2.5 years old. They were there as well and interacted really well with the baby. During that visit a few things raised a flag in my mind but I figured it was just me being anal so I let things pass. Kevin and I took KJ back to her house on this past Friday. Again, the visit went well overall but those red flags stood up AGAIN!
I tossed and turned all night over what was troubling me. I debated on whether or not the uneasiness I was feeling was great enough for me to switch up the plans Kevin and I put into place long ago. I was entering my last full week of maternity leave and all I could think about was how hard it would be to find something else this late in the game. I got up Sunday morning and decided that I MUST listen to my mother's instinct and find another daycare for KJ. Given the timeline I was working on, I simply got online and started calling home daycares starting with the 5 stars and working my way down. I was able to make an appointment to tour one on Monday morning. I left messages with other numbers and simply left it in God's hands.
I woke up Monday morning and received a phone call from the daycare provider I had made the appointment with saying she thought she would have an opening but it just confirmed that she wouldn't. I hung up the phone feeling really defeated but even more determined to figure something out. I called back a daycare that I'd left a message with the day before. This time I was able to speak directly to the owner and set up an appointment for later that day. It was important that we meet with her that day because that was the only day Kevin was off this week. We showed up and everything went well with the visit. Kevin and I both liked what we saw but more importantly didn't leave with any feelings of "red flags".
We decided on going with this provider so KJ will start Monday, March 1, 2010 going to daycare. I know in my heart that I have done what is best for my son. I am very proud of myself for standing up for my son and making a decision to put him in the best environment possible. In the end I know God gave KJ to Kevin and I to raise and keep safe. I don't take my son's life lightly and this situation served as a spring board for me to really listen to motherly instinct and do whatever it takes to insure his health, happiness, and safety.