Think about it, children have been bludgeoned...stuffed in barrels...sexually assaulted... Quite a few of these cases are still unsolved. The perps are still at large. In some cases, suspects are in remand (have been for many years)waiting to be tried...
With all this on my mind, I find the concept of daycares slightly...alien. I know just how evil, how depraved some people could be, how then...why, would I even consider paying strangers to look after MY baby?
How am I to trust these people who I know nothing or very little about with my most prized possession? How am I to go about my daily duties comfortable, relaxed...how am I to keep myself from going stark, raving mad considering the 'what ifs...?'
How do I turn off the part of my brain that recalls with vivid clarity the scary details of all those innocent babies whose lives were snuffed out or were made to suffer at the hands of those responsible for their care?
Someone please, tell me, how am I to drop my baby off, kiss her on the cheek or forehead, hug her body to mine, smile and walk away, trusting these STRANGERS to look after her? How do I force my feet to move, taking me away from my precious angel? How do I then go to work with a mind settled enough to complete the tasks that await?
Yes we have to work! After all, bills must be paid and babies needs have to be met, but am I alone in thinking that the daycare concept is beyond scary? Most of these institutions take babies from as young as 3 months old. What if they deposit my baby in a crib/playpen and just leave her there for hours at a time? What if they don't bathe or feed her on time? What if her cries are ignored? What if my baby is made to feel neglected and unloved? Shes such a sweet loving little girl with such a huge personality...such a sunny disposition... what if inferior care at a daycare dulls her shine? What if they punch, pinch or hit my baby in response to her cries? She can't yet speak, how will I know? Its my job to love and care for her, how do I comfortably share such a life altering responsibility with people I don't know?
I am not the first woman to be faced with this dilemma, but please, to those of you who travelled this road before me...HOW DID YOU DO IT?
The idea of having someone come home to look after her, though slightly more palatable, is still not enough to put my mind at ease. What if this person decides to penalize my baby for some slight (real or imagined) committed by me?
Many of you may be comfortable with the places you've chosen, but how did you GET comfortable leaving your little one there? Did you REALLY know all that happened while your child was at daycare before he/she was speaking age?!?