My son started daycare recently. My husband was keen, ‘it will toughen him up, he needs social skills!’ You know the things dads say. I wasn’t so sure! My son is a rambunctious, adventurous, confident and social 19 month old. He wanted more action, other kids to play with so I complied albeit begrudgingly!
He loves daycare, he goes two days a week and I was quite surprised and a little bit annoyed at how quickly he fit in. There is no way he will sleep here I said to them. He does for 2 hours! There is no way he will sit down and eat. He does and large portions thank you very much. I would ring up in a panic, ‘Is he ok? Did he cry?’ He was fine, having a lovely day, exploring and playing. When I went to pick him up one day he was sitting with a little friend playing with cars completely mesmerized and it took him awhile to register that it was me.
We went to the park recently with my MIL who looks after him sometimes too if I have to work. He wanted to hold her hand and not mine, ouch that hurt! It had never happened before. I couldn’t believe how upset I was but this soon turned to happiness and pride.
My little son is growing up. He has his own mind and is confident in himself and comfortable with other people. We are in London at the moment visiting my family and it is such a joy to see him with them. Following Dad around, jumping on my brother for cuddles, going for walks with Mum.
He’s on his own little journey in this world. He’s forging his own relationships and finding his path. I just wish it wasn’t happening so fast!