Jory and his daycare

Every day I pick Jory up, he tells me he doesn’t want to go back to his daycare. Why I ask? He tells me about the cat pooping and him almost touching it. I can’t believe this happened not once, but twice to him. If I was him, I think I would refrain from petting the cat. He says the little boy bothers him and follows him. I tried to explain that maybe that was the little boy’s way of trying to be friends with him. Though I did think, how much can he bother you when he goes to school all day and you only see him for maybe two hours or so a day. But maybe they are an intense two hours.

If I were a weaker mother, I would probably be in tears, as he was on day two at this place. But I remembered what Mrs. Wilson, his old teacher said. She said, adjusting to a new place takes time. I realized how right she was, but that also Jory had never really experienced anything new or different in his truly cognitive years and I wasn’t there. He doesn’t remember coming home. He doesn’t remember when he started at Happy’s. He doesn’t remember when he started at Wee Folks. He started AWANA with Rowan. He remembers bits and pieces of his first cruise, but I was there with him and I’m pretty sure the cruise employee from South America stayed with him until he adjusted to being in daycare.

But now he’s doing something new, all by himself, and he can remember it. This wasn’t swimming lessons, where he could see me even when he was crying in the pool, thus getting me banned from swimming lessons. He’s going to this new place, all by himself, with people he’s never met in his entire life, and all he knows that at the end of a long day, I will come and pick him up. Poor baby. But that’s life. And when I pick him up in the evenings, he’s smiling and grinning. Ms Crystal and Ms Adina say he has good days.

What to do? What to do?

“Jory, you need to pray about this. You need to ask God to help Mommy find you the daycare where He wants you to be at. But know that might mean God wants you to stay where you’re at. And know that Mommy hasn’t stopped looking for a daycare for you.”

He said, okay.

Then I told him, if he had to stay at this place that I every few months, he could spend another whole day at work with Mommy.

That made him happy.

So this morning, he started telling me he didn’t want to go. He gave me the same reasons.

“Jory, close your eyes. Let’s pray. Dear God, please help us to find the daycare you want Jory to be at. And if it’s your will that he continues where he’s at- -“

“No, Mommy,” Jory interjected.

“Jory, we don’t know what God wants. This could be His will.”

“And Lord, if Jory is where you want him to be- -“

“No!”

“We’re praying, Jory. Lord, if it’s your will that Jory stays where he’s at, please give him a new spirit, new attitude, and joy to be where he’s at. Amen.”

So that’s the prayer we’re praying.