After a long 10 days away from home; eating out and drinking a ton I am more then ready to get back in the gym and get toned and just feel good about myself again. I’m lacking energy and gaining tub, not a good combo in my book!
This morning Caden woke up earlier then usual so I thought it would be a great opportunity to take him to the gym, it’s really too hard right now to time up classes with his erratic schedule so I figured I would drop him off for a tester for about 30 minutes while I did some Cardio on the treadmill.
After breakfast; by the way he had eggs again and didn’t develop a rash; I’m not sure what the rash was all about. Maybe too many eggs throughout the week? Anyways and we were off to the gym. CK of course fell asleep right when we got in the car, the whole way to the gym I was thinking “Oh, great; he’s going to freak out because he’s tired.” I had to wake him up when we pulled into the parking lot but to my surprise when we got in there, he was smiling at everyone and happy. He jumped out of my hands and instantly started playing with the toys when we got in the toddler room. He didn’t realize nor care that I had left.
It made me feel good and I thought he would be fine; so upstairs I went to start my workout. I thought it was going to be stress free, relaxing. It was more of me thinking how CK was doing and hoping he wasn’t crying.
Let me back up here for a second. CK has only been to the gym daycare maybe once or twice when he was little, before he was mobile. We tried taking him to the Church nursery and he bawled his eyes out. I haven’t tried taking him back since because his nap schedules and the childcare times haven’t matched up. While I was in Bahamas Nate tried taking CK to the gym childcare where he works out and when he came back he was screaming on the floor, crawling around. (He was walking at this time) It broke Nate’s heart so I was petrified that I would see this too.
I only worked out for about 1/2 hour and went straight down to get him. I peeked outside before getting our stuff and saw him sitting in one of the workers laps. I thought, Oh good; he’s totally fine and actually smiled to myself.
From the time I was getting my bag to the time I went out and got him he was hysterical crying. Crying a cry that I rarely ever hear. He was all sweaty from being outside, bright red (so I’m figuring he ran around a bit) but just sobbing. It took me a few minutes to get him to calm down because he was that upset. Do you know how bad this broke my heart? I felt so sad for him. He was just standing there helplessly crying.
After I gave CK a drink and some hugs and kisses he finally calmed down and I went in to talk with the workers. They actually said he was totally fine right up until I saw him. He cried for a second when he noticed I was gone but then went outside and played. The reason he started crying was because he had taken a little girls pacifier (doesn’t surprise me) when they took it away to rinse it off; he lost it.
Maybe it was that he was thirsty, hot, sweaty, tired, hungry, or just completely over it but I’m not giving up quite yet. I figure if I keep taking him for 30 minutes; he’ll get use to it and hopefully start to enjoy it. Or at least tolerate it. I’m OK with some tears but I’m really hoping I don’t see him bawling every time I come back.
How many visits did it take to get your child use to childcare?