The tag; Haley-O got me again! I swear, she sends every tag my way because she knows I’ll do it. It’s a musical tag so I like it. I like it a lot.
This is the deal:
Instructions: “List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what they are. They must be songs you are presently enjoying. Post these instructions in your MySpace / Blogger / Wordpad / Squarespace (or whatever it is you use) along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to. Include your sender as a non-tag.â€
1. Old Apartment – Barenaked Ladies (here) It’s old, I know, but I’ve been listening to it, yo!
2. Welcome to the Black Parade – My Chemical Romance (here)
3. This Ain’t a Scene – Fall Out Boy (here)
4. I Wanna Love You – Akon ft. Snoop Dogg (here)
5. Sweet Escape – Gwen Stefani (here)
6. Lips of an Angel – Hinder (here)
7. Chasing Cars – Snow Patrol (here)
I tag Mia (because I know she’d lauv it) and Slacker Mom (cuz she might actually do it.) I (sadly) don’t have seven people to tag because most of the people in my bloglines are stalked don’t know I exist.
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Now, my crisis.It’s been exactly 1 month and 3 days since Carter’s move to the toddler room. The transition for the infant room I assumed would have been easier then the initial Holy shit, mom’s leaving me alone at daycare all day stage when he first started.
But I was wrong.
He did wonderfully when the infant room teacher brought him over to the toddler room during the transition period; when it came to me physically dropping him off in that classroom he freaked. Everyday he cries. Wails actually. Bloody murder. Like I’ve unsuspectingly sold him to Brangelina’s ever growing brute of adopted children. He reaches for me and attempts to claw his way out of the arms of his wonderfully patient teacher.
I say good bye quickly and tell him I will be back.
Then turn away from him, and walk away.
I walk away from my screaming baby.
Every.
Single.
Morning.
For 1 month and 3 days and counting. *sigh*
Since the first day in this new room he’s become even more attached to his blanket and soother. I’ve decided that it’s not a battle I want to fight right now. If they make him feel more comfortable, then I will leave them with him. (He does relinquish them to the teachers soon after I’ve gone.) But I have begun to wonder where I may have failed along the way. What (if anything) did I do to encourage this behaviour? What can I do to encourage him to accept being dropped off in the morning?
He’s fine minutes after I’ve left, but it’s HARD to start every single day like this. Emotionally draining – to the extreme.
Any ideas? Encouragement? Anything?
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