Trying to find a day care for kids who don’t exist yet… or for kids who do exist, but we don’t know who they are.
A few of the places that have been consistently recommended to us have a 1.5 to 2 year waiting list. 2 years! No, we don’t live in New York.
Many parents would get their kids signed up while they are pregnant, but we don’t have that option.
We went to daycare #1–at home, waldorf style, up to 8 kids, they go outside everyday, bake bread, eat organic meals, sing songs. I left thinking that even if I could stay home I’m not sure I could do a better job than her. I wish I could sign the kid (s) up now. We are praying she still has room in a month or two or three when we get the call.
Daycare #2–Intergenerational Care. Do crafts with their “adult friends”, some of whom have disabilities. Rave reviews. 2 year wait. Not holding our breath to get in there.
Daycare #3–Larger center. Good reviews and recommendations. Our alderman takes his kids there. Each room only has 8-12 kids (depending on age) but it is very school like. It made me sad to think of the kids being groomed for school at such a young age. Where is just the playing? I don’t want them to have cubbies in the hall where they hang their coats, and eat corn dogs and fish sticks! Yes, both of those items were on the menu this week. They may or may not have openings when we need them.
I am this close to calling the centers to enroll fake children. “Quinoa, age 3, and Oriole, age 2 months will be joining us Oct 15th.” Just make it up. Then, call back later and say, “oops, change of plans”–and give them the real kid info. But at least we’d be on the list.
I keep saying that “as long as these kids are in our house, they are our kids” but last night I was sad that for this case it isn’t true. If we knew these kids would stay forever, we would probably dig a little deeper financially to take more flex-time, more unpaid FMLA time, etc. But, we don’t know how long they will stay.
I am trying to remind myself that the state will pay for part of day-care, and that is so we are able to keep working without repercussions. But, when I look at that institutional setting (however warm, friendly and engaged it might be) and think that is the best future for this child, it makes me sad.