I go to Aunt Nickey’s!
Not today babe, today you’re home with daddy.
No, I go play.
I know you want to play but today you get to stay home with daddy and do fun stuff!
No thank you.
The loss of Brian’s job isn’t just affecting us financially.
We’re down to one income so we can’t afford daycare which means our daughter is staying home with him.
But this time it’s different. We aren’t removing her from a centre, or from a weird germ freak who cleans her house 24 hours a day while the children play behind baby gates.
Our daughter goes to a family member that we love, and plays with her children, and asks to go there even on the weekends.
Or when she has trouble sleeping.
She would come home with paint all over her hands, glitter in her diaper, chocolate on her face, and dirt in her shoes.
I couldn’t have been happier!
She was having fun, learning, and loving every day.
But our situation has changed and it’s affecting us all.
It has changed what we do on weekends, where we have planned to go this summer, our excitement over our wedding, and commitments we’ve made.
We are still determined to spin this in a positive light.
But in the middle is a little girl who doesn’t understand why things had to change.
And that kind of sucks.