I feel like a bad mom today. Connor was running a low fever last night, and he doesn't seem sick otherwise, but he does seem to be teething (lots and lots of drool). Since the last time this happened the doctor just told us that it was nothing to worry about, I decided not to worry. I gave him some Infants' Motrin and set about having a normal day.
For a brief little bit this morning, though, I considered taking the day off and staying home with him, just so he would be more comfortable. But, I reasoned that staying home was a silly idea, as he should be just as comfortable at daycare, where he can play with his friends (which he loves).
What I didn't realize, though, was that today was going to be the first day he moved to the next room in his daycare center, being the room for 12 to 18 month olds. I had been informed that he would slowly transition over the next two weeks, along with Mya and Gavin, and then all three of them would go over there full time after that. Well, it turns out that the other parents gave the green light for a full time switch without a transition, so Kevin did too. I didn't find out until I went to pick him up this afternoon.
He was so sad and miserable and his fever was back again. And I feel bad because he should have been able to have a more normal day when he was not feeling well. And I feel bad because I wanted this transition to go more smoothly.
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