I write this as I sit in a cafe that has a dedicated play area.
Correction - this is a play area with a small cafe for adults.
(I do not get the Bollywood music playing in the cafe though - shouldn’t it be Disney songs?
Wow - The moment I typed out this line - it felt like someone read this along with me and changed the music to play the familiar 5 little monkeys jumping on the bed!
For anyone out there reading this - I think adults also should get some alcohol in their time out!)
I am stressing because my little one is out of my sight and with complete strangers. Trained strangers. Strangers who are paid and trained to do this.
I loved the idea when I heard of it - but now that I am here with books and iPad to chill and let my feet up, I am battling my demons. I have gone and checked on my little one 3 times in 10 minutes. The third time I tried to drag my daughter to a place I could observe her from. To no avail. The toys, miniature kitchen set, play dough, magic sand, bouncy chairs, climbers, lego walls ... kids here have attained kiddy nirvana (including my daughter).
So I stress here with my distracted post and coffee - I am sure someone out there identifies with this feeling. I cannot be alone in feeling this paranoia right? Right?
Sigh....only a lifetime more of this :D
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