Daycares Don't Care
What's the difference between daycares and the Duggar household? The question has been asked by a few on this blog and I'd be glad to answer.
So far, everyone who has made this assessment on this blog is not a mother themself. Guess what? You'll probably change your mind once you become a mother. Why? Because there is something about a mother's love which nothing and no one in this whole wide world can replace. Daycare workers might be very loving and caring, but they will NEVER care for a child like a child's own mother would. Period. Older siblings also have a bond with younger siblings that a daycare worker could never replace.
Why can I make such a statement? Because I am a mother, I am an older sister, and I spent years of my life working with children who were not related to me. There is a huge difference. Much as I loved these children whom I babysat for, cared for, taught, homeschooled and more, I never had the love and strong bond for them that I have for my little brother or my daughter.
My little brother, Zachary, was born was I was 17 (As a side note: My mom was 45 when he was born. She had her best and easiest pregnancy with him, she gained the least weight, and he was a full 1 1/2 pounds larger than the rest of were when we were born. I was privileged to be able to attend his birth. My older sister, who was apprenticing under a midwife at the time, delivered him with the oversight of two midwives. How cool is that? It was an incredible experience!). I got to help care for him and do almost everything a mother would do for him-- including bathing, staying up in the middle of the night with him, changing him, and, as he grew, schooling and potty-training him. Of course, my mom was his primary caregiver and we had to beg and wait our turn to be able to do these things with him. But, we loved him so very much that we wanted to take care of him as much as was possible.
After Kathrynne's birth, I realized that the bond I have with Zachary is the same bond I have with her, only my bond with her and love for her is much stronger (I didn't know that was possible, but being a mom is not something you can understand or describe until you experience it!).
So far, everyone who has made this assessment on this blog is not a mother themself. Guess what? You'll probably change your mind once you become a mother. Why? Because there is something about a mother's love which nothing and no one in this whole wide world can replace. Daycare workers might be very loving and caring, but they will NEVER care for a child like a child's own mother would. Period. Older siblings also have a bond with younger siblings that a daycare worker could never replace.
Why can I make such a statement? Because I am a mother, I am an older sister, and I spent years of my life working with children who were not related to me. There is a huge difference. Much as I loved these children whom I babysat for, cared for, taught, homeschooled and more, I never had the love and strong bond for them that I have for my little brother or my daughter.
My little brother, Zachary, was born was I was 17 (As a side note: My mom was 45 when he was born. She had her best and easiest pregnancy with him, she gained the least weight, and he was a full 1 1/2 pounds larger than the rest of were when we were born. I was privileged to be able to attend his birth. My older sister, who was apprenticing under a midwife at the time, delivered him with the oversight of two midwives. How cool is that? It was an incredible experience!). I got to help care for him and do almost everything a mother would do for him-- including bathing, staying up in the middle of the night with him, changing him, and, as he grew, schooling and potty-training him. Of course, my mom was his primary caregiver and we had to beg and wait our turn to be able to do these things with him. But, we loved him so very much that we wanted to take care of him as much as was possible.
After Kathrynne's birth, I realized that the bond I have with Zachary is the same bond I have with her, only my bond with her and love for her is much stronger (I didn't know that was possible, but being a mom is not something you can understand or describe until you experience it!).




9 Comments:
The tranformative power of motherhood amazed me, too. No one could have prepared me for the strength and depth of my love for my son. I think about that a lot when I reflect on Christ's love for his people--how much more awesome His love must be for us than anything we could have experienced before.
Yep....it's the truth future mothers....you'll never understand until you actually become one - and then watch a lot of what you think now melt away and you'll change your whole outlook on life. I promise!
Have you visited every daycare to know they are all souless jails?
Jessica, if you ever have a baby, and choose to "go back to work" and need childcare, you will understand the day care issue. You can't at this point and so you really can't comment on it with personal experience or decent knowledge. Need I say more?
I was in daycare. A local daycare run by friends of my parents, and I live several doors down from a neighbor who runs a great daycare. There are options. It's not 1985, it's 2006, and there are a lot more options to fit the needs and qualifications parents set down. It's no longer an all or nothing circumstance.
It doesn't matter what year it is, God's Word and Biblical principles are the same.
What constitutes a "great" day care?
I was in daycare and so is my son.
People have been sending their children to boarding schools, public schools, private schools, church preschools, public preschools, and daycares for a long time. There isn't anything unBiblical about it. Now if that is the best option or not is debatable.
Ya, Jes,
But daycare is wicked expensive. A lot of my co-workers are finding that it is better to be home with their kids than work and have them in daycare.They are actually saving money and have the joy of being with their children.
I know someone who runs a decent daycare and she commends me for staying home with my son. She told me that being home was best. I was surprised she told me that seeing that she made her living being a child care provider. She told me that parents miss so much and it was really a shame.
-zan
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