It's the day that every working mother dreads: the first day back to work. That day for me was four months ago. And if you are like me and are not fortunate enough to have friends or family close by, daycare is most likely where your kid will end up.
My son is just 7 months as of yesterday. But, basically since the day he was born, all of our friends and family have been hounding us to have another baby. Growing up, I always thought I'd want at least two kids. But now, I'm pretty adamant about just sticking with the one I got. Why? Because my kid is awesome.
Did you see the story in the news about the father and his three-year-old son who were kicked off the Alaska Airlines flight because the boy refused to stay seated with his belt fastened? Naturally, all the parents were up in arms about it and all the non-parents were applauding Alaska. Here's my opinion: if you can't control your child, you can't expect others to be understanding about it. I think Alaska did the right thing.
Photo by Flickr member tiarescott, used under a Creative Commons License.
Last night, another mom in my apartment building posted this note on the community board:
"We have a 17mo old who loves meeting and greeting people and pets in the building, you may have already met him in the courtyard, elevators, or getting the mail. If you have a toddler or baby who likes to get out and move, we'd like to set up a playdate."
