- 5 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
A couple months ago, I wrote this post (http://boards.weddingbee.com/topic/terrified-for-dd-to-move-up-to-the-toddler-room-at-daycare/) detailing my terror and anxiety for Dear Daughter to move from the baby room to the toddler room at her daycare. I got a lot of good advice and kind words from the Bees, so I just wanted to pass along an update!
Dear Daughter turned one this past Wednesday, and has been in the toddler room since then. And she … is doing great!
Here’s how she is handling each of the things I was most worried about, so if anyone has similar worries they can see how this worked out for us:
No bottles allowed: bottles are not allowed in the toddler room, but Dear Daughter didn’t really know how to use a sippy cup properly yet. So I bought a bunch of different ones and let her try them all out, and she finally had that a-ha! moment with the cheap Munchkin brand ones with no handles. Woohoo! So I bought a bunch of these, and she uses them without issue. She still doesn’t know how to use a straw, but I’ve never met an adult who had this problem so I’m sure she’ll figure it out eventually.
No pureed baby foods allowed: this one was my biggest fear, because at the time of the previous thread, Dear Daughter only ate very smooth purees. I couldn’t imagine how she was going to manage the transition to eating table food when she had basically never had it before. BUT … that all changed one weekend, when Dear Daughter arbitrarily decided that she was so over purees. She would try to knock the spoon out of my hand, and I was freaking out because now she wasn’t eating anything except formula. My mom told me to chill my shit out, and she cut up some bread with butter on it and a bit of cheese. Put it in front of Dear Daughter and wouldn’t you know it, she just went straight for it. So we didn’t have to transition through chunky purees or anything like that — she just decided she wanted real food one day, and she’s been eating it ever since! So I just send her in to daycare and she eats whatever they give her, sitting in a tiny chair at a tiny table. Last week they had quesadillas one day, and Dear Daughter ate all hers and then started trying to steal some from the kid next to her. I’m not worried about her at all. 😀
No formula: This one has been a huge pain in the ass, but we’re managing. Dear Daughter hasn’t had her one year well baby appointment yet (it’s tomorrow), so she is still drinking formula because we haven’t gotten the doctor’s okay to transition to milk. So I had to get a prescription from her doctor faxed over to the daycare to allow her to continue having formula during the day. I mix the bottles in the morning, then pour them into sippy cups, label them, and send those in to daycare to sit in the fridge until it’s time to drink them. It sucks, but it’ll only be for a few more days.
One nap per day, not in a crib, at the scheduled hour: I thought this would be the death of her, but apparently she’s doing fine! She still often takes two naps on the weekends, but when she’s at daycare, she naps on her little cot like a good girl. I don’t know how they manage to get 12 toddlers down to nap at the same time, but hey, that’s why they get paid the big bucks.
Playing with older kids: She is doing so well at this too! By the time she was in her final weeks in the baby room, she was so bored. She was the oldest by many months, and was the only kid that was mobile, so she just crawled around terrorizing the babies, stealing their socks, and dragging heavy toys within inches of their soft little heads. She was ready to move up. Bonus: she took her first steps at her birthday party, but still doesn’t really want to do much walking, so being around the older kids who can walk is really going to motivate her. And there are a couple of kids in there who still don’t walk yet, so it’s not like she’s the only one stuck on the floor.
She gets to play outside every day, which she seems to love. I think she also benefits from her size, as she is not likely to get bullied by the older kids since she outweighs a lot of them (evidenced by the quesadilla theft). The other day, she was having a whiny morning at home, but as soon as we arrived at school and she saw her little baby friends, she was all smiles and two of them were shouting greetings at each other like tiny cavemen. It was friggin cute.
So things are working out well for us. It will be even better once she’s on milk and not formula, and once she gets some confidence on her feet. So proud of my little girl! Here she was on her first day in with the big kids: