Well, Boo doesn't seem to be happy about Daycare.
We get conflicting reports. One lady says she cries all day long, another lady says she is fine. Her daily report card says she was smiles all day long. Go figure.
Bugs is besides herself every morning when she has the pry Boo off her leg when she drops her off.
When I pick her up she usually starts crying, she looks tired, she's schlepping her meemee (blankie) around.
Okay.
So my daughter tells me she now realizes what it must have been like for me when she had to go to daycare. It was a daily drama. At least, that's the way it was when I dropped her off. Whenever Wheelie did, she was fine. :>)
She calls ME in tears after she drops her off, I don't know what she wants me to do about it.
Although I manage to calm her down, I will not give in and tell her that I'll go back to full time babysitting.
It just takes time, I told her. Besides, she needs to make an effort to check in with the school now and then to see how things are going.
Boo will get used to the new routine. I am sure of it.
(In the meantime I cannot help but grin a little.....payback time!!!)
Of course she (Boo) hasn't been feeling 100%. She came down with a cold last week (which she gave to us, thank you, very much) and I know it's tough for her to make such a huge switch in her little world.
Other than that, we have been fine. I get tons of stuff done at home, enjoy being able to go shopping by myself, read or nap whenever I want to.
I bought supplies to start a scrapbook or two...
I am even getting plans together to change Boo's room. Get rid of the crib and other baby stuff and make it into a real big girl room. Not sure if I want to sell it, or rent a storage place to stow it for the next baby. But that can wait until we receive our stimulus check.
It's also time to get a few annuals in the ground, a nice little trip to the nurseries for Wheelie and me.
It has been raining buckets off and on the past few days. When it rains in Georgia, it pours in Georgia, I mean...not being able to see across the street pouring...fabulous!
The patio door is holding, thanks to our $1000 fix and awning deal. No leaking anywhere.
The runoff river behind our house however is about 15 feet wide now, brrr....
This morning I made an appointment for a mammogram. The first one in 8 years. Doc Tim said it was about time. He know places where you can go for cheap. For people like me, without insurance. Thank God it's at our local Hope center. I am very impressed with that place, after our good experience with the docs there for Wheelie's prostate cancer.
So that's going to happen tomorrow morning.
Getting my tits caught in a wringer....arggggggghhhh...
Doc Tim also checked my sore fingers and my spine the other day. He says it's osteoarthritis. Typical 'getting old' disease. He's not much for "trying" different drugs to see what works to relieve the pain. He told me it's okay to take Advil, if that works for me.
Day after tomorrow my darling daughter turns 26. We haven't mentioned her birthday, and I wonder if she thinks we have forgotten about it. I've been buying her parts of her dinner dishes at Kohls, since it's being discontinued. I pick up a few pieces here and there whenever I see some.
We'll make a trip for a bouquet of pink roses at Costco tomorrow. Costco has the most beautiful roses, 15 bucks for 2 dozen, amazing.
So there you have it.
SGMKJ!
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I know this is a tough transition, but I'm proud of you for standing strong. You so deserve to have the time to yourselves. You don't sound so desperate anymore. For a while I though you might crack up.
Hope your mom and dad both do better soon.
Peace
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