Wednesday, May 18, 2005

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Gawd, I've got months of getting bigger, heavier and clumsier to go and already I feel sick of being so big, heavy and clumsy all the time. Every time I get up to walk around I can feel a load of weight pressing on my bladder. Eating a sandwich and reading the newspaper at the same time is uncomfortable just because that particular activity requires me to lean forward.

The boy has been very understanding; he gives me hugs, encouragment and - today - pink roses.

I visited another child care centre today, after work. This time it's one that's just down the road from work. Like the previous one, it's noisy, separated into one space for babies and another for preschoolers, full of toys and craft materials and staffed by young women with qualifications in Early Childhood Learning. Unlike the last one, the toilets weren't seem to take up a large part of the space, so there wasn't that faint toilety smell around the place. That's got to be a plus.

I dunno. Thinking about putting my kid into a place like this makes me feel a little depressed, because it means thinking about getting my baby out into the big wide world already - before I've even given birth much less bonded with it, learned to live around it's sleep patterns and taught it to enjoy being with other people. I should really stop thinking so far ahead, and concentrate on looking for cute, yet practical, baby strollers, cots and nursery decor.

Think pink roses.

8 comments:

EB said...

Pink Roses - awww! I told JB that you get flowers and he told me to stop reading your blog :-).

happyandblue2 said...

Awww, how sweet. Roses and hugs.
I think you should think about getting baby stuff too.
And drawing more pictures for us..

Make Tea Not War said...

There are lots of advantages to good quality childcare. But one thing, which I was totally not prepared for, is that even though Z. only goes to childcare two days a week nearly every time she goes she picks up a new virus. We've had constant colds, conjuncitivitis and three lots of gastroentiritis since she started at 8 months. It gets very exhausting after awhile and frustrating too. We have to pay for her childcare even when she can't go due to illness which is fairly frequently

I've thought about taking her out and even giving up work for awhile but, she actually loves going. When we get out her little Thomas the Tank Engine back pack to get ready to go she grabs it and cheerily shouts Yay!! as she runs to the door. She gets to do all sorts of activities she wouldn't get at home and she loves being around other kids.

Desiree said...

Methinks 'tis time you had that massage...

It is good to plan ahead, so long as you realise it's just planning. You are doing all the right things in terms of meeting certain needs for you and baby, and that's not a bad thing at all. Doing this sort of thing doesn't mean you don't love them any less and they'll know that when you give them lots of hugs too.

[/bear hug on]

You're going to be a great mum!

[/bear hug off]

Violet said...

eb: you can also tell him that the boy gives me foot rubs ;-)

happyandblue2: we're onto it, especially since there's a sale on at the Baby Factory this month...

mtnw: that's not something I'd be looking forward to - the everchanging fresh crop of viruses. But if the kiddie loves it then it must be worth it. Maybe the parents are supposed to take mega-vitamins while this is happening.

Desiree: you'll be first in line for baby-sitting duties, methinks :-)

The Editter said...

Ooh, can I babysit too? so many DVDs to watch!

Desiree said...

Happy to help, just don't call me up for a couple of years...

8-)

Violet said...

Editter: of course you can. You do realise, don't you, that our DVD collection consists almost entirely of Buffy/Angel/X-Files/movies based on graphic novels?