No Go

I officially de-enrolled Miles from pre-school. He was so clearly traumatized that it wasn't worth it. I had always told myself I would try it but not push it if he wasn't ready considering his young age. If he was 2 and 1/2 I would say hey, we just have to get through this even if it's tough, but he's not. After only being left there twice for 30 minutes each time, he showed major signs of stress and he's still working through it. He started calling me and checking on me ALL the time at the house and he doesn't want to do anything alone anymore. Also if I leave him with Robert at the house he gets a little upset. The most disturbing thing was when I left him with my mom at her house and my dad called 30 minutes later to have me come back and get him because he was inconsolable. That blew my mind since he adores my mom and I've left him there tons of times. I'll try again around April and hopefully it will turn out better.

Poor little guy

I left Miley at preschool today for the 1st time. I left him at 8:30am and they called me by 9:15 to come and get him. When I arrived I could hear him screaming before I had even pulled into a parking place. He was officially upset. I asked for advice on what to do next time and they recommended I only leave for 1/2 hour on Friday and slowly increase the time I am gone to help build the trust that every time I leave, I will come back. I then had to get used to the fact that this won't actually provide me with any kind of a break, on the contrary it will be more work, for some time. I am nauseous and filled with doubt. Is this the right thing? It he too young? Do I need that second cup of coffee? hmm

Daddy's Girl

First Day of School!

Miles started preschool today. I stayed with him just to help get his acclimated with the place and the people. The kids are really nice and it all went pretty well. Getting out of the house was stressful - I'll have to learn to be a little more organized with that. Getting two kids under two out of the house by 8am means there can be no wasted motion. He's playing with his good friend Emily up top. The last picture is him offering play-dough to the fish. Naturally.

When he goes again on Friday, I'll leave him there by himself.

Probably.