Disappointment.

Have you ever felt just so utterly disappointed in someone or something? I have felt completely frustrated and disappointed lately.

Noah came home from daycare last Wednesday with a bite mark on his face. Not a bite from a child, but a bite from a dog. He came home with a red, swollen nose and some marks on his face. We asked him what happened and he said "The dog bit me. Hailey bit me." The dogs name is Hailey. She is the owners dog and is quite frequently there. And no, its not against the law for a dog to be at a daycare. I checked on that one. What makes me the most angry, is not that a dog bit him, but that they tried to hide it. There was no phone call, no note, no one mentioned it as he was being picked up from school. No incident report for us to sign. Not even a "boo boo" report. I was livid. Absolutely livid. This happens after I give so many referals about this new daycare, after I raved about it. I was excited about this place. I felt at peace with my kids being there. I feel so disappointed now. I feel so frustrated. How do you find quality care for your children, with people that you can trust 100% with your child when you cannot afford to provide that care yourself? The owner acknowledged that she knew what happened. Angry... Fortunatly, the bite wasnt bad at all and by the time I took these pictures that evening, the swelling had all but subsided.

But enough of that. Im working on forgiveness.

So what did we do this weekend?! See if you can tell.

If you guessed that Noah finally got a haircut, then you guessed right. On a whim I decided to take Noah to get his hair chopped off. It grows fast and I just wanted to see what he would look like with short hair and I was so very tired of battling it out with his curly locks. I love his curls (I really do) but now that he is getting older and his hair is getting less curly and thicker, I am constantly having to do something with his hair. I wash his hair in the morning (every morning if nothing else but to wet it down) and put both hair serum in it and gel. Otherwise, its a poofy mess all day. Like a Ronald McDonald mess. And after he wakes up from his naps, well poofy mess returns. Anyway- so far Im kind of diggin it. He looks like a completely different kid. Older maybe. Still a cutie pie. I am kind of missing his curls...

Finishing up with a little trip to the boardwalk.

I think by the end of the day, Juliana had enough.

Ch Ch Ch Changes...

Sheesh, its been forever since I blogged. Its been forever since I even had the opportunity to blog (or watch tv, or get my hair done or clean more than a fraction of the house at the same time, or take a shower... ok kidding on the later.). But I didnt want to totally neglect this blog. Well, any more than Ive already neglected it. And besides, I finally have a new laptop to use and I absolutely LOVE it and might as well get a little use out of it. Its kind of nice not having to hold in the charger or hold up the screen with one hand while typing. Ive had some bad luck with laptops, Im just sayin'.

Im now back at work playing nurse 5 nights a week. The kids started "school" in December the week I started work and two months later, they started a new daycare (Today actually). Noah is 2 1/2 and Juliana is already 19 months. Its hard for me to fathom that Juliana is mere months away from being two. Especially since shes still such a teeny tiny little thing. And Noah is creeping towards three? Youve got to be kidding me!

Going to work wasnt as horrible as I just knew it was going to be. The first two weeks were the hardest and even though I crave the idea of being home with my children, Im trying to stay positive about this new season of my life. Daycare has really been an experience. We chose the wrong daycare for the kids the first time around and I really wish we had done more shopping around. It ended up being a terrible experience leaving my two year old terrified. I had a feeling something wasnt quite right at the daycare that he was at. I couldnt put my finger on it but I just knew something was very, very wrong. Its a mothers intuition. We finally ended up pulling them out after we realized there really was a very big problem in Noah's classroom and the kids stayed home with me for a short while. I was exhausted keeping the kids during the day and going to work at night. Today they started a new daycare in the area. We've visited a few times and let the kids get warmed up and they ended up having a great first day. I picked the kids up this afternoon and I was relieved... so very relieved. I NEED to know that my kids are in good hands. I never knew that I would be quite so hyper or anal as a mother. But Ive become very particular about my kids. Rightly so.

The kids (and Allen) heading in the building for their first day of their new school today:

Im going to really try to update more often. If nothing else but for my own memories. I still devotedly read blogs every single day and will try to become a little more active in the blogging community. Keyword: Try ;)