Unlike us, Jack has adjusted fairly well to our move to the east coast. In fact, the worst days of transition so far - last Tuesday & Wednesday - when I realized that we had less than two weeks to find reliable day care and we were hiking all over the city to find pay phones in order to call our phone company to find out why our internet and phone weren't working, Jack was laughing, playing in find spirits. He did even better the next day when our furniture arrived (late and busted). He's been sleeping great at night (7-7/7:30) and taking a spectacular nap in the afternoon. Not sure how to transition your toddler from two naps to one? Move across two time zones- it worked miracles for us.
So, despite an obvious growth spurt (Jack toppled the other day- rolled, actually, three times) and some strong teething indications, our one year old is rolling with the changes. Today he spent his first hour in day care. We found (pause for a chorus of hallelujahs) a reliable, clean, loving, affordable day care just a few blocks away run by an Italian American woman with a huge home and established ties to the community. Jack was greeted by two other boys- a three year old and a two year old. Happy to be around boys, Jack barely fussed when we left to go out for breakfast (which I could barely eat due to nerves). Marie informed us that tomorrow might be a bit tougher, since he'll know what to expect, but she's sure he'll adjust just fine.
I actually think that Jack will adjust great. He loves being around other kids, and since he's only there two and a half days, he'll have enough consistency and time with me and dad the other days to look forward to all playmates (that's the hope anyway). As long as all is well in Jack's world, we'll be fine in ours (which, of course, includes his).
I'd post a photo, but we used up our camera batteries taking pictures of our beat-up furniture for the claims forms. I'll be sure and post pics soon.
