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Daycare Devastation 2: Our REALLY Wonderful Center is Closing

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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Well, my friends, we’ve done it again. The Hills have taken down another daycare.

Not really…but, that’s how it feels.

Yet again we are faced with the closure of another center we placed our trust into and got love out of for over two years. This time was much more difficult.

We got word of the closure the beginning of last year. I didn’t want to talk about it with you all for a few reasons: 1. I didn’t want y’all to think we were bad luck!, 2. I didn’t want to think about it, and 3. I thought maybe the decision would change.

Unlike our last closure, this was one I thought could be turned around. I as much as possible to make damn sure I could tell Lincoln I gave it my all to keep his school open. The last closure was due to abuse allegations. This one, in my opinion, was an abuse of power issue.

So, we’ve move on once again. Though the center we love even more than the first is still open for another six months, we decided to pull Lincoln out early so we didn’t have to worry every day that TODAY was going to be the last. Since there was no warning of a closure, I expected there to be no warning if they decided to close it even earlier than promised.

“They” are not those who work within the daycare, but those who decide its fate nonetheless. The daycare is within a vocational school where a board makes the decisions. They made this one last year with, what I gather, were zero facts on the impact of this decision. I’ve shown up to the board meetings time and time again to try to tell them what a gem they’ve got in that center, but it is the end, my friend.

How do we move on (AGAIN!)? Well, this one has been a doozy. Lincoln is older now (4 instead of 2) and had his buddies and his favorites teachers (all of them!). He can verbalize now and has an opinion and wonders everyday why the heck we’re going to this new school.

How would you explain such a significant change to a four year old?

We’ve just been dealing with this as a loss. We have no other options. We tell Lincoln his old school is closed, but he’ll see his friends from there still (we’ve vowed to have monthly meet ups), and he’ll make new friends at this new place.  

I used to think it was hard trying to figure out what he was thinking when he couldn’t talk. I know now it’s WAY harder to actually have him tell me what’s going on in his little head. And, while I’m comfortable with the choice we made in his new daycare, I long for the other one. I think about it and the teachers there several times a day and wish things could be different.


ErinHillErin Hill is mom to Lincoln, born in January 2010, and Reagan, born in November 2013. She's learning as she goes and is experiencing everything a new mom goes through the second time around while seeing the humor, irony, and enjoyment in her adventures.

Erin is a full-time technical writer and co-founder and writer for SlimSavers.com in her "spare time." She lives in Plum with Lincoln, her husband, Adam, their dog, Roxie, and five (yes, five) cats, Nirvana, Gary Roberts, Elvis, Talbot and Forrest.

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Tips for Nursing in Public

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I always giggle a little inside when I think of how many public places I’ve had my breasts out. Immature? Sure, but hilarious to me nonetheless. I was always shy about my body growing up, and if younger me would have known what I was doing now, she’s turn red and hide in her room blasting Nirvana.

With this mothering thing there comes choices and priorities you intend to keep come hell or high water Breastfeeding is one for me. When I first started traveling outside of the house with my first born, I’d take a bottle of breast milk with me to avoid what I thought would be a mortifying and stressful experience. I would think “How would I even do that? Just whip it out? Where? When? EVERYONE WOULD BE LOOKING!” The day I forgot my “just-in-case bottle” I got over this. If you are breastfeeding but fear or worry about doing it in public, here are some tips that helped me to comfortably nurse in any public place.

1.  Know the law

In Pennsylvania, we can breastfeed “in any location, public or private, where the mother and child are otherwise authorized to be present, irrespective of whether or not the mother’s breast is covered during or incidental to the breastfeeding,” according the Pennsylvania Freedom to Breastfeed Act. A great resource for learning the federal and state laws for breastfeeding and pumping at work is www.breastfeedinglaw.com. Most states have laws that say anywhere mothers and children are permitted, breastfeeding is also permitted. Booya! If it makes you feel better, have a copy of the law with you. I figure if I say the words “it’s the law” people will usually leave me alone and walk away. People are afraid of laws!

2.  Cover yourself

Sure, the law says I don’t have to, but I sure feel better when I know I’m not “educating” small children from the bench at the grocery store. Yes, you can tell me it’s natural and there’s nothing to hide, but it’s just better for me and everyone around if I cover myself. Plus, not everyone feels that way. Get yourself one of those cleverly named “hooter hiders” or something similar or just a nice big piece of fabric like a swaddle or receiving blanket. I’ve grown very fond of my receiving blanket/nursing tank combo. The receiving blanket is soft and “grabs” to my clothes and the nursing tank covers my back and squishy belly while I’m nursing.

3.Location, location, location

When I was at Walmart the other day, Reagan got hungry. I knew their photo center in the back of the store had a bench so I high-tailed it back there and fed her. It turned out there was a lot of traffic back there. I didn’t know there was an entrance to the employees’ lounge and public bathrooms. However, I could have cared less. (Why didn’t I go in a fitting room? Well, I didn’t think of that until now, smarty pants!) In addition to knowing some goods spots at places you go frequently, you should also know that there is ALWAYS a place to go. However, never, ever, EVER nurse in a bathroom unless it has a specific area for you to do so. I did it once at the beginning, and I will NEVER do it again. There’s no reason for it (and it’s gross). Go to your car if you have to, but never, EVER nurse in a bathroom. PLEASE!
   
4.Keep the other kid(s) busy

No mom wants to run after her other children with her boob hanging out when they go rogue while she’s nursing. Have snacks and/or activities on hand to keep them occupied or pop-a-squat in a non-busy location with some room for them to run free while you can still maintain visual contact. If all else fails, make them sit next to you and threaten their lives and all they value if they move.

5.Act as you always do while nursing

It doesn’t matter where you are, nursing is something very special between you and baby, in my opinion. Talk to your baby, hold his/her hand, pat his/her bum – do what you do and enjoy it.

6.Take as long as it takes

It’s sooooooooooooo easy to rush it when you’re in public. You know how that ends, though – with a still hungry, crying baby two minutes later.

7.Be confident!

As we’ve discussed, you’re not doing anything wrong. When people walk past, don’t lower your head in shame or embarrassment, look them in the eye and smile! Sometimes they smile back (women). Sometimes they look at the floor and pick up the pace (men). Sometimes they turn around and go the opposite direction (teenagers). Whatever!

 
What are some tips that have helped you nursing mothers feed your babies in public?

 

 

 

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Admit You're Not Perfect but Still Fantastic

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"Sorry, I was hiding in the shower…"

Yep, that’s what I texted to my friend who was looking for me while I was hiding from my responsibilities. Having two kids ain’t no joke, ya’ll. I knew I could handle it, and I’m handling it – as long as I get those 15 (OK 30) minutes in the shower.

I told myself that this year I’d blog the truth. I have before, but I’ve admittedly left out some things (most of my feelings) fearing the comments that would come back. However, one of the many reasons for this blog is to help other parents. Who am I helping if tell everyone when I’m struggling or hiding in the shower? This whole parenting thing isn’t 100 percent perfect. No one has it perfect. NO ONE! I know I’m a good mother, and so are you (except if you’re a dad. Then, you’re a good dad!)! I know I’m not a bad mother, and neither are you (no bad dads either)! I’m speaking the truth. I wrote previously about how we should admit our faults, our mistakes, and our "duh!" moments. It helps us all so much.

So, I hide in the shower -- every day. I’m not crying in there or anything. I’m getting clean, listening to my music (possibly dancing and singing), and I can’t hear a damn thing outside of that bathroom. No crying, no "mommy, mommy, mommy," no "where’s this" or "where’s that," no barking from the dog, no me trying to figure out how to divide myself equally in half for both kids and figure out how to still show my husband I love him. For those minutes, I’m me just taking a shower. No, I can’t help with the baby or get Lincoln a snack. I’M TAKING A SHOWER!

We talk about nights out with the girls or date night. The shower is my “girls night out.” It’s just short, daily, and alone (you dirty birds!).

Do you have an “unusual” escape?


ErinHillErin Hill is mom to Lincoln, born in January 2010, and Reagan, born in November 2013. She's learning as she goes and is experiencing everything a new mom goes through the second time around while seeing the humor, irony, and enjoyment in her adventures.

Erin is a full-time technical writer and co-founder and writer for SlimSavers.com in her "spare time." She lives in Plum with Lincoln, her husband, Adam, their dog, Roxie, and five (yes, five) cats, Nirvana, Gary Roberts, Elvis, Talbot and Forrest.

 

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She's Getting Nothin' For Christmas

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Like a lot of kids, next week my kids will come down the steps to see what Santa brought them.

Lincoln will see his gifts set around the tree (while I hope he remember he said he wanted each and every one of them at some point). Reagan will see...nothing for her. (OK. Not "nothing." I did buy her an elephant that pops balls out of its trunk because it was a SUPER deal, but she won't know what the heck it is or be interested in it.)

Ooooo that sounds harsh.

She's a newborn (a month old now!). After re-purposing everything we possible could from when Linc was a baby for her, buying what (little) we needed, and acquiring massive amounts of clothing from friends, she just doesn't need anything under the tree. She won't know it! I promise!

I think I've mentioned before that with Christmas presents I'm more of a quality over quantity type of person. I also think the receiver should get something you wanted to give them. Whether that be something they asked for or something they needed, it should be for them! I'm famous for not buying people gifts because there's nothing I wanted to get them. Trust me, I do try to find something, but, sorry, I just can't buy someone something that I "just grabbed." I can't! I don't want anyone to do that for me either. So, I'm not going to pile up new toys under the tree for Reagan when I'd really just be doing it for show or because I was supposed to (I hate "supposed to").

For Lincoln's sake -- so he doesn't think Santa forgot his baby sister -- I'll put some of his baby toys that she'll enjoy later in her stocking. That'll be fun!

I do feel a bit guilty (SHOCKER!), but I think I'm thinking clearly on this one. I mean, I gave her life a month ago. Isn't that good enough for this year? Plus, look at that picture. She didn't even wake up to tell Santa what she wanted!

Did you have a newborn at Christmas? Did you get him or her gifts to "unwrap"?

To those of you that celebrate it...MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

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Is it OK They Play Alone? (Sure it is...right?)

Written by Erin Hill. Posted in Diaper Duty

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I have a problem leaving my kids alone to entertain themselves. When I see my son playing by himself or my daughter (who is now almost four weeks old) awake in her crib when I thought she was sleeping, I kind of freak out. Seriously, freak out. Am I nuts? (Don’t answer that!)

The funny this is I’m perfectly happy to be alone and do things alone. I always have been. However, when I see someone eating alone or the kids playing alone, I get so sad.

It’s probably good for them to do things alone, right? It probably builds some kind of things in their brains and social (maybe anti-social?) skills. Maybe it helps with self-esteem? I don’t know, but I’m sure it’s OK and necessary. Also, with two kids now, it's pretty much inevitable this is going to happen.

BUT IT DRIVES ME CRAZY! I always they’re lonely or something.

OK. I’m nuts.

Do your kids play alone? Does it ever bother you like it does me? (Someone please say yes!) How can I not feel guilty?

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