Not something to joke about - but let’s try anywayJuly 27th, 2006 @ 11:59 am
The last two days have been draining.
The daycare we picked for Babboo originally said we could get him in full time sometime in the middle of August. In the mean time The King’s Mom has been watching him 3 days a week and I’ve been working from home the other 2 days. This system is not ideal, but has been working. Only because I know it’s temporary and that eventually Babboo will be closer to our home. I’ve been counting down the days until we can get Babboo into daycare and we won’t have to drive him back and forth to his Grammy’s house.
The daycare called The King yesterday. I’ve been trying to think of a funny way to tell you about this. But I can’t think of anything funny about it. Plus, it makes me too sick to think about.
Here’s the thing; they bumped us off their waiting list.
Apparently they have a contract with a certain employer which means they offer them first pick when there’s an opening. Said employer needs our opening. Said employer is taking our opening. They are stealing it from our precious newborn’s tiny little mitts. They ripped it right out of him hands. And it hurt.
They told The King not to worry. They would “crunch the numbers” and get us in sometime in September. September, which is NOT August. And really, how does a daycare “crunch” numbers? Either they have an opening or they don’t. And if they did have an opening, wouldn’t we already have that opening instead of driving back and forth to The King’s Mom’s house?!
How can I not worry about this? How can they pass up on our little guy? Our sweet little guy that will be such an asset to their crappy, stupid daycare? (I’m trying to make myself feel better by degrading them. I learned that technique in junior high.) They want my money to take Babboo? Heck, they should be paying me to allow them to watch him.
The director of the daycare said they would call The King back in a few days and let him know what Babboo’s start date will be. I am literally sitting on the edge of my seat. Patiently waiting. How can a measly daycare (see, I’m doing it again) control me like this? All the while planning on taking gobs of money from me?
(Let’s not talk about the fact that our original first pick daycare called me on Monday to let me know that they had an opening. They wanted to know if we still wanted it. I shrugged it off and told them that we found another daycare and would be starting in a few weeks. Yes, I gave up our spot. I didn’t know what was to come on Wednesday. Oh the irony kills me.)
What else has been emotionally draining to me? (As if this wasn’t enough…)
My little sister, who I love with all my hear (even if she does stomp on my heart from time to time) instant messaged me today to tell me that she and her husband are still thinking of moving to Oregon so he can go to culinary school. Oregon, which is only three hours away from me. Which means I could seriously see her every weekend. My sister, every weekend. I would be so happy. She could be around when Babboo takes his first step, or has his first birthday. I could be around when she decides to get pregnant. We could go shopping together and take vacations together on the Oregon Coast.
They’ve been talking about this move for years, so I’ll believe it when I see the moving truck. But still, it makes me happy. I admit to having my hopes up.
To add to this, I got an e-mail from my bestest friend from junior/high school, Marci. (Marci is the only person I know in real life who knows anything about this blog. She is also a lurker and won’t leave comments. Let’s see if we can convince her to finally leave a comment today.) Marci told me that she and her husband are meeting with a mortgage broker this week. Apparently they are thinking of selling their wonderfully perfect house. She said something about a proposed freeway going in over their house.
Then Marci said that her husband is thinking of taking the job transfer that his company has been begging him to take for years. A transfer to Seattle. Seattle?! Wait, I live in Seattle. You and your husband and three gorgeous kids would live here? In Seattle? Where I live?
My heart is pounding just thinking about it.
I immediatley wrote her back and told her she’d better not be kidding. Because I can’t take a joke like that. Moving to Seattle?! Where I live? Near me? In Seattle?
See how excited I am? I can’t even think straight.
My sister and my best friend. Possibly, maybe, could sort of happen to at some point maybe move closer to me.
Screw daycare. Marci can just baby-sit Babboo.
Hurry and get your house sold. And help my sister pack while you’re at it. I’ll even fly there and help you both pack. And I’ll totally make a “For Sale” sign for your house. I guarantee it will sell.
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Lizzy
said,
July 28, 2006 at 12:01 am
How awesome would that be? Your sister AND your best friend AND a solution to your childcare woes?
Which, incidentally, I’m really sorry to hear about. That’s super crappy that they just bumped you off the list. I don’t see how that can happen? I mean I can, but it’s just NOT RIGHT.
janet
said,
July 28, 2006 at 12:05 am
awwww I am so sorry you are having such a terrible time with the day care. What if you took the money you would be paying dare care to hire a sitter for a few days a week? Something to take the driving and working while being a mom load off of you?
It would be an awesome consolation to have your sis and bf move out there though! I can’t wait for the day my sis and bf and I live in the same state. Hell, I’d like to live in the same REGION.
Frema
said,
July 28, 2006 at 2:01 am
That’s so crappy about your daycare? Did you think about calling center number one and begging for your spot back? Maybe they haven’t filled it yet.
Also, I’ll keep my fingers crossed that you get some family and friends in your time zone SOON.
Nap Queen
said,
July 28, 2006 at 2:06 am
I’m so, so happy to hear you sister and friend are moving so close!!! That is great news. Screw that daycare! Have you called the first one back to see if they still have your spot? Maybe it was meant for Babboo and they haven’t found someone to take it yet?
anna
said,
July 28, 2006 at 4:05 am
pretty awesome about the possible moves for your best friend and sister. Totally sucks about the day care. I’m sure something will work out though. Nap Queen’s right, doesn’t hurt to call the first day care back.
Chas
said,
July 28, 2006 at 4:16 am
Could you call the other daycare back and see if they still have the open spot?? Dealing with that stuff sucks.
Congrats on the possibility of your friend and sister moving nearby!
Erika
said,
July 28, 2006 at 12:32 pm
DAMMIT, how can they do that? I really need to confirm with our fall daycare… (my mom is “Grammy” too).
HollowSquirrel
said,
July 28, 2006 at 12:46 pm
Awesome developments (Marci and sister) in the midst of the daycare debacle. Can you call the other daycare place back and see if the spot is still open?
Here’s something I’m not joking about (in reference to your title): Chicago (the band, not the city) is on the Today Show. Singing. I feel like puking, because I’m spinning back in time to the 6th grade dance. Oh awfulness.
Hilary
said,
July 28, 2006 at 1:37 pm
Oh Isabel, I’m so sorry about the daycare thing. I would be so freakin’ mad. I hope it all works out, and soon. And you are right, they should be begging you to keep Sweet Babboo! Idiots.
I’ll keep my fingers crossed that your sis and BFF make the move b/c I know how happy that would make you.
Oh, I thought about you last night while watching So You Think You Can Dance. Seattle is the first stop on their tour. Hehe.
Jennifer
said,
July 28, 2006 at 2:18 pm
That seems awfully unfair of them. And what kind of person would knowingly STEAL another’s daycare spot?? How horrible! (I am also very good at degrading anonymous others to make myself feel better). Man, the situation makes me want to cry, just thinking about it. And also because I suddenly remembered that I really need to get around to finding a petsitter for a week in August. Because I’m going on vacation… to Seattle. And Portland. So, maybe to take your mind off of daycare woes, you should do a post about things to do if you’re visiting Seattle for three days in August! Yup, I think that would makes things alll better. Seriously.
Durga
said,
July 28, 2006 at 4:32 pm
Daycare:
Ahh that sorta thing really really ticks me off…how dare they do that to u?? the waiting list is a waiting list…u have been counting on them….ahhh!!!
That’s great news that u’ll have ur sis plus bestie move near u. that 1st bday party is gonna be BIG!!
That said would u freak out if I came over to Seattle to see ya while I’m in the country for October conference?
marci
said,
July 28, 2006 at 5:19 pm
Okay, so it’s the lurking best friend here. I think when I told you we were thinking of Seattle, I should have said “dreaming.” I am frustrated with the housing market in my area and that they might destroy my fabulous house to build a freeway. My mom would die before we took her precious grandchildren out of state. I didn’t know your fragile state of mind and the whole day care situation when I said we might move to Seattle. (although I would LOVE to watch Babboo!) Don’t hate me!
Jezer
said,
July 28, 2006 at 5:22 pm
My first thought was “ohmagod call the other daycare back,” but I know how those things work. And I am so, so sorry. It will work out. But in the meantime what a pain in the ass. Try not to stress? Yeah, right. I know.
But the other? About Marci and your sister? Could very possibly rock.
Fingers crossed that everything works out perfectly, and soon.
Victoria Winters
said,
July 28, 2006 at 6:20 pm
Bummer about the daycare. Yay about the sister!
Lisa B
said,
July 28, 2006 at 8:28 pm
The daycare sitch sucks. So sorry to hear that. But your sis and best bud maybe coming to live near you? Oh YEAY!
Oh and I made my hubby promise me that if he’s to go to Seattle on business for Starbucks work in the next few months, then he’s got to take me — even if Seth has school. IF if happens, I’ll give you plenty of warning! heehee.
Emmakirst
said,
July 28, 2006 at 11:09 pm
Sorry about the daycare bumping you off the list, that really sucks. I hope that everything works out for you, there’s no need to have to worry about that.
Yay for sis coming closer
Julie
said,
July 29, 2006 at 2:13 am
I’m sorry to hear about the daycare - I hope it means that something even better is about to come up!
Christar
said,
July 29, 2006 at 5:55 pm
That sucks so bad! I’m sorry… I hope that everything works out for you guys!
Heather
said,
July 31, 2006 at 9:14 pm
You should call your original first pick daycare back and see if they found someone to fill that spot. It is “possible” that maybe they haven’t found anyone yet.
However, you’re making me nervous about our guaranteed spot for March. Eeek!!
hola, isabel » It’s a racket and I hate it
said,
August 8, 2006 at 8:37 pm
[...] Can you tell that I’m a little upset with the daycare situation right now? I know, I’ve been upset before. But this time they finally just admitted that Babboo isn’t getting in. They told The King over the phone. He hung up and started cold calling some of the other places we had checked out. He called them randomly and just asked where we stood on their waiting list. [...]