Posted by Tiffany in Prayse | 5 Comments
Not Welcome Anymore
One of my all-time favorite moments of the day is when I have a break from meetings or from work I can go play with Prayse. I have found that going at 11:00 and playing for an hour and leaving at 12:00 when she is eating works out best for everyone. I sometimes live for that hour. It doesn’t work out every day. There are some weeks I never make it. But when I do? It’s awesome.
I’ll be honest; I’m still not used to leaving her during the day. It is sometimes more of a struggle for me than for her. I love my job, love the company, and love my co-workers. I know Prayse has fun at school; she loves her teachers, loves her friends, and loves all of the activities they get to do. But I’m her Mama and I want to be with her. This is the best situation all-around and so I don’t regret choosing to work (or rather having that choice made for me). But still, I would love to see her more.
I went to see Prayse yesterday and play. She has been clingy since we got back from Puerto Rico. She has had a cold since we got back, and she is transitioning rooms at her school. Yesterday I knew Prayse was having a tough time when I was getting ready to leave. When she was eating lunch she saw “Miss Jane” walk by her new room and ran to the door trying to open it to go see her. It broke my heart. When I left I told her, “Prayse if you cry when Mama leaves I can’t come visit you anymore. That would make Mama sad.”
This morning I was told that she had a total meltdown when I left. She was inconsolable, her old teachers had to go to her new room and try to comfort her and calm her down. They told me they had never seen her like that ever. In the nicest way ever they let me draw my own correct conclusion that it is best if I don’t spend my lunch hours with Prayse anymore.
Talk about a blow. They are right of course. I want her to have good days, and she always normally does. If my presence interferes and/or makes her sad and makes her day rocky, then obviously I don’t want that. I want what is best for my baby. But I still came right over to work and into a close colleague’s office to close the door and have a good cry. It is selfish of me and always has been, but I love seeing her. I love her little friends and reading and playing and singing and dancing.
I’m not gonna lie. This hurts. My baby is growing up and I don’t like it.
Ouch. I’m sorry. Carter has days when he realizes I’m getting ready to leave and he gets upset. It feels nice that he loves me so much that he doesn’t want me to leave, but makes me so sad that it hurts him that I do.
Oh I am so sad for you
I hope you get another chance to go and it was just a fluke….
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Aw I’m so sorry this happened to you. It’s really hard when they are little….
I used to have the toughest time letting my oldest daughter go to school – endless goodbyes at school where teachers had to pull her from me. LOL.
I’m sure both of you will adjust and be okay with this whole process.
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That makes me so sad! Poor praysie! I hope she starts to feel better, and then i’m REALLY hoping that she’s able to adjust better to her new class at school! Poor girl! She’s going to do awesome though… I know it, and in 2 weeks we’ll be hearing about how she’s loving her new teachers and friends! Our little girl is growing up.
Plus! I’m going to make these 2 new recipes this week! Maybe we should do some meal planning together! Then, I can have some new recipes to buy for when i go shopping!! Thanks for the ideas, I can’t wait to try them! I love you! Hang in there!!!
Chels