I’m entering my final two weeks of having Bo at home with me full-time. I don’t return to work until March, but we start paying for daycare on February 2, so we will likely start transitioning Bo right away.
I know I am ridiculously lucky to have had a whole year at home with each of my babies. I know there are lots of moms who had to go back to work much, much sooner. But even though I know these things, it still feels much too soon to leave my boy.
I’m trying my best not to think about it too much because I don’t want to spend these final precious days feeling stressed and sad. However, I have to think about it a bit because I need to start getting Bo ready to be away from me for longer stretches (ok, for any stretches!) of time.
The biggest issue, of course, is eating. This kid is a boob man. He still nurses like a champ and knows how to ask for it. He has this cough/pant/laugh sort of sound he makes while grabbing at me, making it perfectly clear that he wants the breast. He still won’t really take a bottle (we try every once in a while but it seems wasteful and pointless since he barely swallows anything). We’ve started trying a variety of different sippy cups, in hopes of finding one that he’ll drink from successfully. We’ve given up on offering any formula because he shows zero interest in it and we’d have to supply it if we wanted him drinking it at daycare. So, now we’re on to homogenized milk. I think he drank a bit today, but mainly he just chews on the sippy cup spout and then maybe swallows a bit of the milk that dribbles out.
We continue to offer a variety of foods, but the only thing he consistently swallows are purees. (Go figure. His older brother flat-out refused the stuff). He eats baby greek yogurt like it’s his job. Other than that, he’ll munch on foods and then spit them out. Apple pieces turn into a pile of little apple chips. He expertly places Cheerios into his mouth and gums them until they become soft and mushy before spitting them back out. He used to love cheese, but now, just like pretty much everything else, he spits it back out.
The other thing I worry about is sleeping. This baby loves his naps. Just yesterday (during his morning nap), I googled “when to drop the morning nap”, thinking that it will be hard to drop him off at daycare right when he’s ready to be sleeping again. Of course, then he promptly slept for 2.5 hours. I guess he was telling me he’s not ready!
So, ya. All that is swirling through my head.
I know I should try not to worry so much. In all likelihood, the transition to daycare will go just fine. There will be some hard moments, but I’m sure he’ll settle in okay. Most kids do. But, we had a bad experience with the first daycare that Littleman attended when he was Bo’s age (will share that story another day) so I know that there are instances where a child never actually does “settle in.”
OK, enough of the “poor me” stuff. I am going to take a few deep breaths and then get the sippy cup ready for after nap so we can practice some milk-drinking. And then I’ll let him eat puree for dinner because I’m a sucker that way!