“It takes a village to raise a child”

Dear Working-Mom,

It’s me, your child’s daycare teacher. I greet you every morning as you drop your little one off, and wish you a good evening as you pick them back up again. As I go about our day, I look at the face of your little. How sweet and innocent they are, their little grins, with drool and boogers everywhere.

And as I am in the presence of your baby, I know you’re missing them. You’re missing everything about them. That same toothless grin that makes your world go round, the little hugs that warm your soul. But here is what I want you to know. They miss you too. They really do.

Yes, I am with them most of the day while you are at work, but 90% of our conversations are about mommy. Where you are, what you’re doing, why you’re doing whatever it is you’re doing that day. They even get into arguments, at two years old, about who’s mommy is the best one. I know it’s tough leaving your little behind every morning, as you hope the day goes by fast so you can see their little face again.

Some days are tougher than others. They cry. They try to chase after you. 5 minutes is all it takes for them to turn their crying eyes into the happy eyes with the big grins you love. They laugh, they play, they learn and they explore, just waiting for mommy to come back.

I want to thank you, working-mom. Thank you for letting me be apart of your child’s life. Thank you for allowing me to stand in for you while you go work to keep that grin on your littles face. Thank you for all your hard work, understanding, and patience with me as I learn the ins and outs of your child. Thank you for trusting me to do what is right by your child while you are away. I am so thankful to be apart of your village.

Sincerely,

your daycare teacher