Crisis aversion..
Well, the 4th day of the first month of the New Year brought about a crisis, which was soon averted thankfully.
Sam dropped the kids of at daycare this morning, only to recieve two weeks notice from our daycare provider. Stating that her hours are not benefitial to ours and that she will no longer be available to watch the kids.
The main reason being she has a 6month old baby who was born a premie (although looking at him today you wouldn't think so!) who is constantly sick. Currently he is in Kirkland Lake (about 3 hours north of me) in the hospital with pnemonia. Only she can't be there because she is a daycare provider and cannot give us enough notice to close her daycare.
So I can understand her needs, but at the same time this was a shock and not a great way to start the day. However interestingly enough for the last two weeks or so I've had a gut feeling about daycare and I've been talking to Sam about trying to see if I can get the kids back into the daycare we had originally arranged. This is the daycare maeghan went to since she was 18 months old and I've always felt they were incredibly good with her and gave her a great 'base' for her school years. I wanted to same for Connor but due to my original job situation this wasn't to be as their hours are from 6am to 6pm.
Now though with me switching jobs (thank god!) I can pick the kids up before 5pm if I need to.
The problem was though I didn't think they'd have any space available, so Sam and I merely discussed it rather than follow up and decided that we'd wait until the Summer as we felt bad telling our current provider that we wanted to switch the kids.
So in a sense this was taken out of our hands today. But this meant we had a scramble to try and find appropriate daycare for the kids. After dropping the kids of with the current provider, Sam went to the previous daycare and spoke to the director.
He explained the situation and low and behold they had kept our file open just in case. She explained that Maeghan was a charm and always enjoyed her and they'd make the space available for both her and CJ. She also said that she loved little CJ when he visited during the summer and not to worry. That they'd place him in the daycare with other children his age.
Sam called me and at first I panicked due to the situation then he explained to me that it was all ok because the Cirque would take Mae and CJ back no problems, no questions.
Its interesting as this is actually what I wanted to happen, only I felt bad about doing it. This way it was taken out of my hands and it turned out for the best really. So crisis averted, at least for now.
In other news, I was stirring my tea this morning and the damn spoon broke. I don't know my own strength.
Also, in regards to Fergie, we have decided what is best for her, but we aren't going to do this immediately. I'd like to try and do it on a special day that we'll always remember her by.. and i'm not quite ready to let go just yet. When I got home last night I spent a considerable amount of time just cuddling with her and she was so good. She didn't soil the house, she didn't act out although she spent most of the night pacing. I cried while I cuddled with her and spoke softly to her letting her know that we love her and not to think otherwise. The bottom line though is she is very old and it is an eventuality that she will get worse.
I can't phone the Humane Society, Sam has to. I tried and broke down while on the phone. He's stronger than me in this regard, so he'll make the call to set the date. I'm hoping February so it gives us time to say goodbye and make her last few weeks with us special.
Grah.. here come the tears again. Must. Be. Strong.
Sam dropped the kids of at daycare this morning, only to recieve two weeks notice from our daycare provider. Stating that her hours are not benefitial to ours and that she will no longer be available to watch the kids.
The main reason being she has a 6month old baby who was born a premie (although looking at him today you wouldn't think so!) who is constantly sick. Currently he is in Kirkland Lake (about 3 hours north of me) in the hospital with pnemonia. Only she can't be there because she is a daycare provider and cannot give us enough notice to close her daycare.
So I can understand her needs, but at the same time this was a shock and not a great way to start the day. However interestingly enough for the last two weeks or so I've had a gut feeling about daycare and I've been talking to Sam about trying to see if I can get the kids back into the daycare we had originally arranged. This is the daycare maeghan went to since she was 18 months old and I've always felt they were incredibly good with her and gave her a great 'base' for her school years. I wanted to same for Connor but due to my original job situation this wasn't to be as their hours are from 6am to 6pm.
Now though with me switching jobs (thank god!) I can pick the kids up before 5pm if I need to.
The problem was though I didn't think they'd have any space available, so Sam and I merely discussed it rather than follow up and decided that we'd wait until the Summer as we felt bad telling our current provider that we wanted to switch the kids.
So in a sense this was taken out of our hands today. But this meant we had a scramble to try and find appropriate daycare for the kids. After dropping the kids of with the current provider, Sam went to the previous daycare and spoke to the director.
He explained the situation and low and behold they had kept our file open just in case. She explained that Maeghan was a charm and always enjoyed her and they'd make the space available for both her and CJ. She also said that she loved little CJ when he visited during the summer and not to worry. That they'd place him in the daycare with other children his age.
Sam called me and at first I panicked due to the situation then he explained to me that it was all ok because the Cirque would take Mae and CJ back no problems, no questions.
Its interesting as this is actually what I wanted to happen, only I felt bad about doing it. This way it was taken out of my hands and it turned out for the best really. So crisis averted, at least for now.
In other news, I was stirring my tea this morning and the damn spoon broke. I don't know my own strength.
Also, in regards to Fergie, we have decided what is best for her, but we aren't going to do this immediately. I'd like to try and do it on a special day that we'll always remember her by.. and i'm not quite ready to let go just yet. When I got home last night I spent a considerable amount of time just cuddling with her and she was so good. She didn't soil the house, she didn't act out although she spent most of the night pacing. I cried while I cuddled with her and spoke softly to her letting her know that we love her and not to think otherwise. The bottom line though is she is very old and it is an eventuality that she will get worse.
I can't phone the Humane Society, Sam has to. I tried and broke down while on the phone. He's stronger than me in this regard, so he'll make the call to set the date. I'm hoping February so it gives us time to say goodbye and make her last few weeks with us special.
Grah.. here come the tears again. Must. Be. Strong.