Change is scary

Now that I'm two, I have to go to a different room at daycare. So, a couple of my friends and I started the transition to our new room this past week.  The transition is a two week process.

Each day this week, Ms. Elaine walks us to our new room, HB 9, and then leaves us there with our new teachers, Ms. Marin, Ms. Brittney and Ms. Darlene. We get to hang out and play in our new room for a few hours before Ms. Elaine picks us up and takes us back to our current room, HB F.  As the transition progresses, we spend more time in HB 9 - eating lunch here, taking our naps there and eventually being picked up there by dada or mama.

Because I'm such an easy-going kid, everyone thought that I'd be fine with this change.  Well...I'm also a creature of habit, like dada.  I don't really like change.  It's scary and makes me sad. I don't want to leave Ms. Elaine and HB F.  I like it there.  I know the routine, the kids and the teachers. I've told dada and mama that I don't like HB 9 and that I don't want to go.  But they just reassure me that I'll be okay, that I have friends going with me and that my new teachers seem very nice and caring.  They encourage me to give it a chance. But I don't want to!

To let them know just how much I don't want to go, I've been crying - a lot.  I cried at HB 9 and wasn't very interested in participating.  I cried at HB F.  One day I woke up crying from my nap asking for Ms. Elaine.  But no one was getting the message.  So, yesterday, I cried the entire way to daycare, and when dada told me he had to go to work, I said, "No. Dada stay."  But he left anyway.  So, I cried.  Why doesn't anyone listen to me and what I want?  It's really frustrating.

And this is just the first week of transition.  What do think will happen next week?