I reminded V that he is going to daycare this morning since he did not go yesterday (he was a little sick but played just fine around the house while I worked). He did not like that at all and started shouting that today was not the day. I explained that I pay for 2x a week and I knew he is usually not going on Tuedays, but it was ok. V just kept shouting and stomping. I repeated myself a couple times and walked away. He calmed down within 10 minutes. I then got his picture schedule ready and his weighted vest. I knew he would need all the help today. Once we arrived at daycare, things turned for the worst. His breakfast was ready, I wispered to the teacher that today was not a good day and explained to her what the weighted vest was. Seeing how upset V was getting, I waited for him to wask his hands and for him to eat his brealfast all the while he was crying and arguing. Once it was time for me to leave: he screams SO loud that all the teachers came out of their rooms. It was awful, V's teacher had to physically detach him from me at which time I walked away and did not turn back. I could not swallow my tears... and stayed in the baby room for a little bit. The baby teacher was really nice to me and explained that she knew exactly what I was going through. She raises her grandson with add/adhd and some kind of other disorder. By the time I was left the baby room, I could not hear V anymore. The director called me a bit later to tell me that V was ok. He was dawing with chalk with the teacher. Those episodes are draining for me and certainly for V as well. I do my best to get ready for it but on days like today: nothing I'll do or say will change anything. I just cannot give in to him all the time. I need a break sometime and he needs to be other kids in a safe environment which I believe this daycare is very safe, loving and adaptable to every child's needs. 2x a week is not all that much. And I'll pick him up at 2.30, we'll still have the whole afternoon to be together.