The Mummy Diaries: Two babies – Week 11

The Mummy Diaries: Two babies – Week 11

by Emma Hargan
article from Tuesday 4, September, 2018

THE TIME HAS COME for me and Jamie to part ways. As dramatic as that sounds, it's for two mornings a week at a local creche. The idea came to me on a whim – when Jamie was having one of his daily tantrums – I just lost the plot and in my rage screamed one of those lovely motherly sayings, "That’s it, I’ve had it! You’re going to a creche!!’ 

Then it actually occured to me, that’s not a bad idea.

It’s a shame for Jamie. His whole world has been rocked upside down since Lily came along. I think this new behaviour is a mixture of jealousy of the new baby and the ‘terrible twos’. He’s needing to play with kids his own age and needs to burn off some energy which doesn’t include trashing the house.

So, I set out explaining the idea to James.This basically went down like a lead balloon until I told him it’s no problem and that I will go back to working full time and he could stay at home with the kids. Funnily enough he rapidly changed his mind and thought Jamie would get a lot out of going to creche!

I know you’ll be thinking, seriously? Two mornings a week? Easy peasy! But it’s not. In fact, in all honesty, it’s one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do.

After spending a few evenings scrutinising all the creches in the area and reading the reviews, I decided to phone the one we liked to get all the details of the place. The lady I spoke to was lovely and advised the best thing to do was actually come up to the creche for a visit and they would show me around and explain the daily schedule and routine. I thought this was a great idea and would give me and Jamie the opportunity to see the facilities and if he was comfortable there. We arranged a day later in the week. Sorted! I kept telling myself, Jamie’s going to love it, I'll be able to get all the housework and jobs done in the mornings he’s away which means I can spend more time with him when he gets home and I can spend a bit of one-on-one time with Lily too.

As the week went on, I was getting more and more nervous about the visit. The night before I barely slept while thinking about all the questions I was going to ask.

What are the hours?

What do I need to bring?

Does the place offer food and snacks or do I need to bring his own?

Are the toys insured against breakages?

Are all the staff trained to do CPR?

Haud on, it was only a visit! What am I going to be like when I actually have to leave him?

The following morning, we dropped James off at work and then Jamie, Lily and I set off for our visit to the creche. Everything was running through my mind. I was thinking I shouldn’t really be doing this, I’m a stay at home mum, soon enough he’ll be at nursery and he doesn’t need to go to a creche. I felt like just turning the car around and heading home but I didn’t want to let this lady down as she was probably waiting on us to arrive. 

I reluctantly parked up and got the kids into the double buggy and we headed into the place. The manager was there to greet us and take us into the ‘Toddler Room’ and suggested that I let Jamie out of the buggy to have a look around the room and play with the toys while we had a chat and answered any questions that I had. I was panicking letting Jamie out in case he decided to climb up onto the table and do a Superman off it, or leg it out of the door, or have a meltdown at the building blocks falling down.

We were there for almost an hour. Jamie was just a wee superstar! He happily pottered about the room playing with toys and looking at books. The only time he got a bit upset was when we were getting ready to leave. The lady suggested that if we were happy with the creche to bring Jamie back again next week for an hour when the other children were there and see how he gets on.

When we got back to the car, Jamie was all excited and happy. Although he clearly enjoyed being at the creche, I still couldn’t get over this feeling of guilt. Maybe, he’s still too young? What if he gets upset and I’m not there?

Just at that moment cue psycho baby in the back, who suddenly decides to unhook his arms out of the car seat and lean over towards Lily and steals her blanket! Lily starts to cry and I’m frantically roaring at my son to get his arms back into the straps now! Jamie then starts screaming some baby gibberish at me which I’m pretty sure translates into ‘Get stuffed Mummy!’.

No, I'm convinced, the creche is a great idea! Roll on next week…

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