She's had a number of babysitters ranging in age from 13 and 15 year old sisters to a lovely couple at church with grandkids not to far off in age from me. She's also been going to a wonderful babysitter with three kids of her own, one with the same birthday as Ella, for several months. We LOVED the babysitter and her kids but we needed some place that could watch Ella more and we couldn't ask her to do that and then offer to pay her next to nothing - it wouldn't have been fair to her. This place, when you break down hours, is a better deal.
It's a local church's daycare center. They have a center with little ones up to five or six and then they have another building with infant and toddler rooms. They're warm and caring and we know a number of people whose kids have gone there for an number of years. Craig even knows the pastor there. Nice guy. It's close to both of our jobs and flexible with hours.
None of this made me feel any better about leaving her there this morning. Luckily, she didn't cry so I didn't cry. That didn't make up for the restless night of sleep I had worrying over how she would react (well), whether they would pay attention to her (they doted on her), and how she would be when she came home (happy) but I suppose it's a mother's lot to worry at least a little. :)
She came home happy, fed, changed, and rested. She loves being around other little kids and watching/playing with them. In a perfect world I'd be able to stay at home with her but sadly this isn't a perfect world and we have massive student debt, ridiculous amounts of other debt, and we're facing some scary pay cuts because of poor leadership and transparency that leave much of the rest of the year under a dark cloud of question marks. So off to work Craig and I go and off to daycare Ella goes. I'm just so happy she's an outgoing, easygoing child. :)
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