One of the toughest parts of being a working mom is having to leave my child in someone else’s hands. I’ve always been happy with Princess’s daycare. The teachers have been attentive, and she’s made some friends. As is usually the case, there are there are times when I’d find unexplainable bruises. I normally chalk it up to tots being tots. Children play and get bumps all the time. As long as she doesn’t need stitches, I’m ok. Most importantly, she’s ok. However I couldn’t contain my anger, after getting a disturbing phone call from my mom.
Side bar: my mom usually freaks out about Princess not having her hat. It could be 75 degrees with a UV index of 3 (which means very little sun), and dry weather. She still wants Princess to have a hat along with a sweater, just in case.
But when she tells me about Princess’s diaper being wet, I’m the one that freaks out. Apparently, she hadn’t been changed in hours. Her diaper was so full that it leaked onto her onsie and bloomers. The worse part is that this would be the second day in a row of “dirty diapergate.” In this record heat that we’ve had in the last couple days? Bump that!
This is one of the outfits she wore |
Before my mom could even finish explaining, I hang up and call her daycare.
“To have a toddler in a dirty diaper, leaking everywhere is not ok.” The lady I spoke with apologizes profusely and says she’ll have a talk with the person responsible. I know Princess regular teacher leaves early in the day. So, I don’t know who dropped the ball.
At the end of the day, my baby is ok. It just sucks! Being away from her and having to work can be tough, especially when things like this happen. I guess one can never have the perfect balance.
Just to let you know, it ain’t over. I’m going to have to go in and have another chat to make sure this doesn’t happen again. “I don’t play dat!” I just found out about Karen’s Nanny Agency, which could be a great help for a mom like me. They offer a trusted nanny that can take good care of my baby, and she’ll be the one to look after my child’s welfare.
What would you do?