I mentioned last week about how I felt the daycare wasn't feeding Babygirl enough. That was bad enough, but what ended up happening is they became completely obsessed with her clothing.
I have to admit, Babygirl did not have the best clothing. A lot of it was used, some stained. But seriously, they grow out of clothing so fast, I couldn't bring myself to buy new, beautiful clothing for her. I'm just not that kind of person.
Anyway, one time the director of the daycare called me at work, and said she had to talk to me about something important. Apparently, Babygirl’s teachers had complained that the outfit she was wearing that day had stains on it.
I assure you, the outfit was 100% clean. I guess the stains did not come out in the wash and my husband, who dressed her, didn't care. I really didn't think it was that big a deal, but they said it had happened before, and were acting like they were going to call child protective services. They didn't say that, but it was how I felt.
Later, I got a similarly ominous phone call from the daycare director, complaining that I dressed Babygirl in a onesie for daycare. It was the middle of July and I didn't think that was inappropriate. But apparently it was.
Meanwhile, they weren’t even feeding her.
I was actually crying over the whole thing. In retrospect, I think it was ridiculous. But at the time, it made me feel like a terrible mother. I started buying new clothes just for the daycare.
I especially didn't like the fact that the teachers didn't tell me directly and instead reported me to the director. The director claimed it was because they didn't want to damage their relationship with me, but it really made me hate them. Finally, I said to one of them, “If you have any issues with Babygirl, please talk to me directly."
And the woman said to me, "OK, now that you gave me permission, I can talk to you directly."
Honestly, I felt like I was on crazy pills. What kind of daycare is this where your teacher needs permission to talk to you about your own child?