Our daughter has been now one full week at the
new day care. To our great relief the transition seems to have gone smoothly -
no (unusual) cries, tantrums or nightmares identified. Apparently
she is social, smiling and taking already lead in the team (yes, apparently
possibly at age of 13 months!). I am not surprised though - I would be shining
as well given the royal level of service she receives: In the
morning we can pass by the medical service to ensure our angel is fully fit for
the day at the care, the milk lady prepares the bottle for her, two carers gently
welcome her in their sunny arms at her dedicated section, where her friends
with max 6 months of age difference are waiting her to play. At lunch time they
are served a delicious and nutritious meal carefully planned by a dedicated nutritionist
with premium products. The cleaning lady comes twice a day to clean the playground
and the toys. In the afternoon, the toddlers are taken to improve their psychomotricity
with special exercises - every second day it is replaced by storytelling or
music class. The nurses pass twice a day to check the sweethearts are still
doing healthy. The child psychologies are visiting the section to observe the
development of our angels and are accessible for parents wishing to discuss any
concerns we may have. The carers are reporting meticulously every single
poo, peep and siesta our princess takes and documents this for us with 10 min.
intervals when we come pick her up in the evening. On top of all the carer/baby
ratio compared to the past moved from a whopping 3:18 to 2:3! Even the
fact that I need to pass four times the Security services every single day when
picking her up could not make me happier. I am confident she's at the best
place possible - after being home with mommy.
Sharing the irresistible beauty of life as mother-of-four, yoga teacher, wife and expat living at the heart of Europe.
Thursday, 10 March 2011
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