In my opinion, birthing a baby was the easy task to overcome. The first couple weeks of sleep deprivation had it's fair share of challenges, but was manageable. It was the aftermath of seeking acceptance in LA's finest parenting circles that caused the most stress for me. As a rookie parent, I always wanted what was best for Big D, so I couldn't help but get caught up in the hype of LA's "in crowd'. The conversation starters when I met new parents:
What...
Hospital: Cedars Sinai or St. John's
Mommy and Me: Donna (Babygroup) or Jackie (Baby's First Class)
Music Class: Music Together or Toddle Tunes
Child care: Nanny or Day Care
Gym: MyGym or Kidnasium
And at this point, all I was hoping for was a nod of acceptance, or a "Oh yeah, loved Donna"... or "we should have our nannies set up a play date".
By six months of age, was the time to start touring preschools...the good ones at least. Here I am thinking, "My kid won't start preschool for another 2 1/2 years, I need to start applying to schools now?" The answer was "yes". In order to get into a preschool with accreditation, you had to start applying for their toddler programs for a better chance of acceptance. But even then, enrollment was not 100% guaranteed.
So here I am today, I [Big D] received acceptance for 2012 Fall enrollment to our first choice of preschool and a huge wave of accomplishment has overwhelmed me [us]. HOORAY! Thank goodness siblings are top priority for enrollment, because I couldn't bear to start this process again for Little Tyty...
Now the conversation starters go something like
What...
Preschool: Sunshine or Cassidy**
Then 2 years from now...
What...
Elementary School: Lawrence or John Thomas Dye
Then 11 years from now...
What...
Highschool: Harvard Westlake or Buckley
College: USC or UCLA (duh, Fight on!)
Fraternity: SAE or PIKE (phi alpha)
Overall, at the end of the day, it just comes down to silly banter and an exorbitant amount of money. Raising a kid in LA is slightly out of the this world!
**we are not enrolled in either of these schools