So our church does an occasional Friday-night "date night," where they do a few hours of child care so parents can get a night out without paying for a babysitter. Nice idea.
We dropped Ellie off last night. Tina got upset before we even left the church. I chalked that up to first-time-child-care-drop-off mommy-jitters, and we went shopping and to dinner at the home of the Butterburger. The whole time Tina was all stressed and unhappy, feeling like we forgot something. Then, less than an hour after we left, we got a call that Elizabeth was "having a hard time" and that we should come get her.
Hmmm. That didn't make Tina feel any better.
Apparently, right after we left, Ellie started looking around (for us, we guess) and crying. And crying. And she wouldn't stop. Everyone tried calming her, walking with her, whatever, and she wouldn't stop. She stopped after we got there, but was a little sobby and pretty tired.
Now, Ellie just doesn't cry like that. Ever. Nobody at the child care really seemed to believe us. Well, the folks from our bible study did, because they see her and know what a good baby she is. But the others were saying how they watch colicky babies all the time and it doesn't bother them. We're thinking, "She's not colicky!" but of course they probably hear that all the time.
Anyway, the whole night ended up being a lot more stressful than if we'd just taken Ellie shopping and to the restaurant with us. Not that we think anyone at Trinity did anything wrong, but Ellie's such an easy baby that it's not at all stressful to have her with us.
We've been thinking about dropping Ellie off at child care on Sundays, but Tina's been reluctant to do it. No less so now, I'm sure. We'll have to work her up to it. Ellie, I mean.
Well, and Tina too.
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