Sometimes city living feels like being stuck in one long queue. I saw an item on the news the other night about (crazy, insane) parents camping outside a preschool ALL NIGHT in order to secure their child a place. So that got me to thinking: my son is two and a half, perhaps I should make some enquiries about preschools in our area. For 2009 or 2010.
And that is what I have been doing this afternoon...
I don't think I was quite prepared for the woman at the childcare centre near us (on whose list we have been since 2005 with not a single call) to laugh openly at me. "Good luck with that," she said.
Now I'm a tad concerned.
You see, I had a heck of a time finding E a daycare place. Much stress involved. I put his 'name' down when I was 4 months pregnant and we finally got a place when he was nearly one. So that was the first year and a half of waiting and wondering.
And now this.
I've touched base with three or four places today and I'm planning to hit them all in the next couple of weeks. I would have thought preschool places would be easier to find. After all, isn't that roughly the age that mums are having second and third babies and pulling toddlers out because they can't afford the place? Isn't it easier to get a place when the carer-to-kid ratio goes up? Don't most people just send their kids to preschool a couple of days a week instead of needing full five-day coverage?
Hmmm. Clearly I have no idea.
I'm not planning to send E to school until he's five and half. Four and a half just seems too little. Family Day Care, where he is now, is brilliant ... but I suspect he may need more stimulation and organised activities as he gets older.
I thought there was a governmental push to get all kids into preschool ... not so easy if there aren't the places. Then again, would it really matter if he didn't attend preschool at all? I know I'd like him to.
Oh well, I guess I'll just have to wait...