I have been working in my new job now for a month. I have yet to see any pay (tomorrow is pay day!) and I have already dropped a night so only do two nights a week. This sounds pretty bad I would have thought, but I knew it was too much and I wasn't getting quite what I wanted out of it, and lucky the home is pretty flexible and have accommodated my request to drop one night a week.
I do get quite tired after my night on, although I usually manage to get a nap the day before, and then I usually get a three hour sleep in after my night, which is enough to see me through till bedtime. So its working out pretty well. I am getting to do what I wanted with the children, the teachers all know who I am at school, I went to a 'thing' at the school last week, so am not feeling I am missing out. Today my daughter is off school with a tummy bug, and because of the vulnerable adults I work with, I am not allowed to go to work tonight - which feels really weird. I have to, by law, let the home know that we have a tummy bug at home, and they have to, by law, stop me coming in and spreading it about. I feel just terrible, but think I would feel worse if I went in and they all came down with the bug!
I am now looking for something to bring in a few extra pennies, that I can work around the kids and work etc etc etc - almost everyone I know makes jewelry or greeting cards, are a rep of some description in the pyramid schemes that are Avon and Body Shop. To try and think of something, new, unique and that would actually be worth doing is quite a task!!!
I dare say I will think of something eventually!
When I first started my new job I had a very bad time of it for a couple of weeks, I was dealing with a new situation, learning lots of new things, my son going back to school after the school holidays and my daughter starting school for the first time! I was also dealing with leaving the baby - I was very down for a couple of weeks, smiles were no where to be seen and tears flowed like a waterfall. My lovely hubby told me to jack in the job - but as tempting as that idea was deep down I knew that it was not the job, it was just the amount of change I was dealing with in a very short period of time.
I am getting into a routine now, getting used to what I have to do and even getting used to working right through the night!
Thursday, 6 October 2011
Thursday, 14 July 2011
New Job
I have worked in admin for a large transport company for 8 years. I went back to work full-time then for a little while slightly less than full-time after my son was born, then when my daughter was born I went back full-time again.
This left me feeling mostly guilty and very sad. I would be away from the children so much, then when I was home I was trying to keep up with house work etc. Work wasn't my 'dream job' so to speak - it merely paid the bills - just.
So when I found out I was having our latest baby, the first thoughts that crossed my mind was that I didn't want to leave him as much. I cried so many tears over the lost moments with my son and daughter and had to do so much juggling to go and see a school play, or a sports day, or to do a drop off or pick up from playgroup or school. So around my sons 4 month mark I began to trawl through job sites and papers for something that was part-time and fitted around school, and also paid!
After many months of looking I found and applied for a job as a night carer in a local home for the elderly. I had originally wanted to go into a care setting, and now it would appear was my chance.
I got an interview, and interviewed well enough to be offered the job! So I handed in my notice to my old job, with a great deal of sadness, but also feeling quite thrilled at the prospect of my new job!
I don't start until the end of the school holidays, and so still have the summer with the children, and also the prospect of being there for all school drop offs and pick ups AND the precious time I was seeking with my baby boy too.
I know the work will be hard, and the catching up with sleep will be difficult. But I don't usually take the easy option, and so am well used to finding solutions to difficulties - and for the rewards of just being there for my family it will be worth it.
The kids had some mixed feelings about me being out at night, my son advised me that there were gangs of not very nice people out at night time and he would be worried about me. So we showed him where I would be working, and explained I wouldn't be going out during the night. He was quite envious when I told him of the beautiful view of the sea I shall be getting out of the front windows!
My daughter just wants me to be here all the time. Understandable - I am her Mummy, and Mummy is supposed to be there all the time! But she has come round to the idea a bit more knowing I'll be there in the morning for breakfast, and only three nights a week.
I expect my husband and baby will benefit most as they will get to spread out on my bed for three nights a week without me getting in their way, but I hope they will miss me a little.
All in all a new way of life is on its way, again.
This left me feeling mostly guilty and very sad. I would be away from the children so much, then when I was home I was trying to keep up with house work etc. Work wasn't my 'dream job' so to speak - it merely paid the bills - just.
So when I found out I was having our latest baby, the first thoughts that crossed my mind was that I didn't want to leave him as much. I cried so many tears over the lost moments with my son and daughter and had to do so much juggling to go and see a school play, or a sports day, or to do a drop off or pick up from playgroup or school. So around my sons 4 month mark I began to trawl through job sites and papers for something that was part-time and fitted around school, and also paid!
After many months of looking I found and applied for a job as a night carer in a local home for the elderly. I had originally wanted to go into a care setting, and now it would appear was my chance.
I got an interview, and interviewed well enough to be offered the job! So I handed in my notice to my old job, with a great deal of sadness, but also feeling quite thrilled at the prospect of my new job!
I don't start until the end of the school holidays, and so still have the summer with the children, and also the prospect of being there for all school drop offs and pick ups AND the precious time I was seeking with my baby boy too.
I know the work will be hard, and the catching up with sleep will be difficult. But I don't usually take the easy option, and so am well used to finding solutions to difficulties - and for the rewards of just being there for my family it will be worth it.
The kids had some mixed feelings about me being out at night, my son advised me that there were gangs of not very nice people out at night time and he would be worried about me. So we showed him where I would be working, and explained I wouldn't be going out during the night. He was quite envious when I told him of the beautiful view of the sea I shall be getting out of the front windows!
My daughter just wants me to be here all the time. Understandable - I am her Mummy, and Mummy is supposed to be there all the time! But she has come round to the idea a bit more knowing I'll be there in the morning for breakfast, and only three nights a week.
I expect my husband and baby will benefit most as they will get to spread out on my bed for three nights a week without me getting in their way, but I hope they will miss me a little.
All in all a new way of life is on its way, again.
Sunday, 26 June 2011
The other one....
I haven't blogged on this one for a while, as I started another one, and have been putting all my energies into that one. But I thought I would drop back with my latest updates, only three and a half weeks left of this school year and I'll have six glorious weeks of summer with the children.
I haven't half been looking forward to it, except the last couple of weeks because my son has been acting as if he has been placed with a nasty set of foster parents and no-one understands what he has been through in his short unhappy life - except he has not been placed with a nasty set of foster parents, and his life although only spanning six and a bit years, has not been unhappy. He is having a few problems with a boy in his class, and I think that is the route of his sadness, but fingers crossed things are sorting out and he is turning back into our lovable little terror.
We had a mobile hairdresser come to the house and cut our hair yesterday, it took almost two hours for the four of us to get chopped - and my hair only took ten minutes, and she straightened it as well. My sons took the longest, he couldn't or wouldn't stop wiggling about. He wouldn't look the way he was asked and he complained loudly that it was taking too long. Next time he can just be clippered all over - he insisted on it being styled so he could spike it, and that is what took the time. But his patience in these matters is non-existent.
My daughter had about three inches taken off her beautiful blonde hair. She still looks absolutely stunning, but Daddy wept when he saw her looking so very grown up with hair to her shoulders.
Talking of Daddy, he had a closer cut than he normally would have - it disturbed him at first, but after using only a pea sized blob of shampoo and it was dry by the time he had walked from the bathroom to our bedroom, he loves his new hair style.
I had a couple of inches taken off mine, and like I say she straightened it for me too - I looked like a different person! I do love it and feel actually quite stylish now!!
We are off to the pool in half an hour and I'll probably come out with a head of frizz, but for the moment its great.
Its my little girls fourth birthday this week, and her first afternoon at school is on her birthday. She is so excited, and has been trying on her school uniform, she is such a little dot though, I can't quite believe she is going to school!
I have about two and a half months left of maternity leave, I am so enjoying being at home with the children. I am being careful what I wish for, but it would be so lovely to have more time at home. I am ever hopeful of finding another job, I have put a couple of applications out there, for night work and working in schools, but if all else fails I will be requesting that I return to work on a part time basis.
We are having another major change about in our house, moving things around, changing things about, we have great decoration plans going on, and its all good fun, but a little daunting.
Life is for living - we stayed still for a little while, not doing much to the house because it takes so much time etc, but we are quite enjoying changing things about, and they do say a change is as good as a rest.
I haven't half been looking forward to it, except the last couple of weeks because my son has been acting as if he has been placed with a nasty set of foster parents and no-one understands what he has been through in his short unhappy life - except he has not been placed with a nasty set of foster parents, and his life although only spanning six and a bit years, has not been unhappy. He is having a few problems with a boy in his class, and I think that is the route of his sadness, but fingers crossed things are sorting out and he is turning back into our lovable little terror.
We had a mobile hairdresser come to the house and cut our hair yesterday, it took almost two hours for the four of us to get chopped - and my hair only took ten minutes, and she straightened it as well. My sons took the longest, he couldn't or wouldn't stop wiggling about. He wouldn't look the way he was asked and he complained loudly that it was taking too long. Next time he can just be clippered all over - he insisted on it being styled so he could spike it, and that is what took the time. But his patience in these matters is non-existent.
My daughter had about three inches taken off her beautiful blonde hair. She still looks absolutely stunning, but Daddy wept when he saw her looking so very grown up with hair to her shoulders.
Talking of Daddy, he had a closer cut than he normally would have - it disturbed him at first, but after using only a pea sized blob of shampoo and it was dry by the time he had walked from the bathroom to our bedroom, he loves his new hair style.
I had a couple of inches taken off mine, and like I say she straightened it for me too - I looked like a different person! I do love it and feel actually quite stylish now!!
We are off to the pool in half an hour and I'll probably come out with a head of frizz, but for the moment its great.
Its my little girls fourth birthday this week, and her first afternoon at school is on her birthday. She is so excited, and has been trying on her school uniform, she is such a little dot though, I can't quite believe she is going to school!
I have about two and a half months left of maternity leave, I am so enjoying being at home with the children. I am being careful what I wish for, but it would be so lovely to have more time at home. I am ever hopeful of finding another job, I have put a couple of applications out there, for night work and working in schools, but if all else fails I will be requesting that I return to work on a part time basis.
We are having another major change about in our house, moving things around, changing things about, we have great decoration plans going on, and its all good fun, but a little daunting.
Life is for living - we stayed still for a little while, not doing much to the house because it takes so much time etc, but we are quite enjoying changing things about, and they do say a change is as good as a rest.
Friday, 3 June 2011
Busy Week
Its been half term week here, and my lovely husband has had the week off work as well.
Our aim was to do as much as possible with the children, and I think we managed it! They had their sleepover downstairs, they had a day with one set of Grandparents, and then a sleepover at the other set of Grandparents, we then bombarded them with long walks, the zoo, more long walks, a shopping trip to spend their hard saved pennies, and as then a theme park visit from our own childhood days Pleasurewood Hills.
We knew it would be a bit run down, it was taken over in the nineties by one Noel Edmunds who turned it briefly into Blobbyland, and its never really recovered.
When we were children it was an American Theme Park, your biggest day out ever was promised on their glitzy television ads, but these days I think a truthful ad would be one of those 'local' ads you used to get at your local cinema, with no moving pictures, and the words 'Just past Tesco, for a day out........'
It was good, the children enjoyed the rides, we enjoyed seeing some of the old things, and hearing the same sounds that were there in 'our day' but sadly the vintage cars ride seems to be slowly running down, with only three sad old cars left - although my son enjoyed driving duty and my daughter and me enjoyed being driven, I'll be surprised if its still going in a few years.
My husband has just looked it up, and its only recently been re-brought, so fingers crossed they are going to do some sprucing up!
Today we are at the arse end of the week - that sounds like a bad thing, really Monday should be named the arse end, but whatever - its Friday, and after a week of being out and about the poor old house is lacking some TLC and my fridge and cupboards are quite literally bare, so after a quick blog I shall be showering, and trudging around the shops. It would be nice to have a couple of days to relax, but reality bites and relaxation is afforded by few with all that is expected from a modern family. I have already done 2 loads of washing, fed the masses and cleared round in the kitchen - and have I even dented what needs to be done?
No
Its our wedding anniversary on Monday - married for eight years! We are celebrating on Saturday with the children, our wedding day was like the marker for the start of our family life, so we wouldn't feel right celebrating without them.
Our aim was to do as much as possible with the children, and I think we managed it! They had their sleepover downstairs, they had a day with one set of Grandparents, and then a sleepover at the other set of Grandparents, we then bombarded them with long walks, the zoo, more long walks, a shopping trip to spend their hard saved pennies, and as then a theme park visit from our own childhood days Pleasurewood Hills.
We knew it would be a bit run down, it was taken over in the nineties by one Noel Edmunds who turned it briefly into Blobbyland, and its never really recovered.
When we were children it was an American Theme Park, your biggest day out ever was promised on their glitzy television ads, but these days I think a truthful ad would be one of those 'local' ads you used to get at your local cinema, with no moving pictures, and the words 'Just past Tesco, for a day out........'
It was good, the children enjoyed the rides, we enjoyed seeing some of the old things, and hearing the same sounds that were there in 'our day' but sadly the vintage cars ride seems to be slowly running down, with only three sad old cars left - although my son enjoyed driving duty and my daughter and me enjoyed being driven, I'll be surprised if its still going in a few years.
My husband has just looked it up, and its only recently been re-brought, so fingers crossed they are going to do some sprucing up!
Today we are at the arse end of the week - that sounds like a bad thing, really Monday should be named the arse end, but whatever - its Friday, and after a week of being out and about the poor old house is lacking some TLC and my fridge and cupboards are quite literally bare, so after a quick blog I shall be showering, and trudging around the shops. It would be nice to have a couple of days to relax, but reality bites and relaxation is afforded by few with all that is expected from a modern family. I have already done 2 loads of washing, fed the masses and cleared round in the kitchen - and have I even dented what needs to be done?
No
Its our wedding anniversary on Monday - married for eight years! We are celebrating on Saturday with the children, our wedding day was like the marker for the start of our family life, so we wouldn't feel right celebrating without them.
Saturday, 28 May 2011
Locked Out!!!
For the past three days I have been trying to access my blog, and for some reason I was denied access. The password was correct, I had my account reset three times, but still no access was granted.
I was a bit upset that maybe it had been lost forever - some Blogger official had decided to put the world out of its misery and delete my pitiful attempts at blogging before it seriously bored someone to tears. So I was really rather happy to be here this morning - albeit a little annoyed because I had some fantastic ideas for my blog, obviously I can't remember any of them now, but rest assured they would have blown your blogging socks off!
Its been a while since I last blogged, my baby has two teeth - already - he is practically a growed up!
I am at the head of a beautiful week, the children are off school and playgroup, my husband is off work, we had our new car delivered yesterday and we have a week of activities planned to keep everyone happy.
First activity was last night - the two older children wanted to have a sleepover downstairs in the lounge on their own. We rigged up the baby monitor so we could be alerted quickly to any sounds of torture, set them up with sleeping bags, an all night television channel and a table full of sweets, treats and drinks. We then headed up to our room with the baby, the dogs and a curry and caught up on some television, with occasional visits from the children. Last one being when our son appeared at my bedroom at 1.15 in the morning asking for some help with the television!
All in all a success - today they are out with Grandparents for the day, while we clean the house and take a trip out of town in the new motor.
Happy Days :o)
I was a bit upset that maybe it had been lost forever - some Blogger official had decided to put the world out of its misery and delete my pitiful attempts at blogging before it seriously bored someone to tears. So I was really rather happy to be here this morning - albeit a little annoyed because I had some fantastic ideas for my blog, obviously I can't remember any of them now, but rest assured they would have blown your blogging socks off!
Its been a while since I last blogged, my baby has two teeth - already - he is practically a growed up!
I am at the head of a beautiful week, the children are off school and playgroup, my husband is off work, we had our new car delivered yesterday and we have a week of activities planned to keep everyone happy.
First activity was last night - the two older children wanted to have a sleepover downstairs in the lounge on their own. We rigged up the baby monitor so we could be alerted quickly to any sounds of torture, set them up with sleeping bags, an all night television channel and a table full of sweets, treats and drinks. We then headed up to our room with the baby, the dogs and a curry and caught up on some television, with occasional visits from the children. Last one being when our son appeared at my bedroom at 1.15 in the morning asking for some help with the television!
All in all a success - today they are out with Grandparents for the day, while we clean the house and take a trip out of town in the new motor.
Happy Days :o)
Sunday, 17 April 2011
Its Been a While.....
Well we have been joined by our puppy, she has been with us for two weeks, nipping at our bare toes and upsetting our little old man doggy. She seems to finally be getting the toilet training, only one wee in the house yesterday, and so far so good today.......
For a while there I was beginning to think I had completely lost my mind, she spent most of her time finding new places in the house to wee, she chased my daughter endlessly nipping at her feet and ankles, and kept trying to taste the baby. I'll admit I felt a mistake may have been made, when my son walked through the length of the house to advise me he had, completely by accident of course, stood in a puddle of puppy wee.....had he taken his shoes off? Erm no.....
However, she is adorable, and the wee thing wasn't her fault, she had done it outside she couldn't help it if my son went wading in it and then splashed it up and down the house!!!
She spends most of her time trying to snuggle up with our older dog, and he spends most of his time huffing and moving away....
We are counting down the days till she can go for a walk and get properly worn out though :o)
For a while there I was beginning to think I had completely lost my mind, she spent most of her time finding new places in the house to wee, she chased my daughter endlessly nipping at her feet and ankles, and kept trying to taste the baby. I'll admit I felt a mistake may have been made, when my son walked through the length of the house to advise me he had, completely by accident of course, stood in a puddle of puppy wee.....had he taken his shoes off? Erm no.....
However, she is adorable, and the wee thing wasn't her fault, she had done it outside she couldn't help it if my son went wading in it and then splashed it up and down the house!!!
She spends most of her time trying to snuggle up with our older dog, and he spends most of his time huffing and moving away....
We are counting down the days till she can go for a walk and get properly worn out though :o)
Wednesday, 30 March 2011
Can't stop me now!
Well I was a truly grumpy person yesterday! I hadn't had the best night sleep, lots of broken bits of sleep, and then I fell asleep when I should be getting the children ready for school, but luckly my other half was on hand to make up for my poor performance on the parental front yesterday morning.
As the day progressed I was so grumpy, I didn't know why, and didn't know what to do to change it - and believe me I wanted to change it, I really dislike being grumpy!!
First of all I walked up to collect my daughter from playgroup, and as we walked home and she wailed at me because she was hungry for her lunch and couldn't believe we were not home yet, I felt as if my grumpy mood would never leave me!
We got home and as the afternoon went on, I realised I was feeling a bit less grumpy. Then we collected my son from school, and as we walked home we chattered like we do, and we got home and I pottered about a bit, and made some dinner. My mood was really lifting at this point, and I felt happier to get on with things.
We ate dinner, the children and me, the baby sat in his bouncer and gently cooed at me, and it was a lovely dinner time - the food was not all that, just a jacket potatoe and some vegetables, but the conversation between my children and me was just lovely.
Next stop on the road to a happier me was getting the baby ready for bed, and give him a feed. We had a lovely time together, and the other children came in and out to play and chatter with him. Then my husband was home much earlier than expected and that was the point I really realised I was no longer grumpy - I had my little unit back together! I had actually missed the bustle of getting the children ready for school, and all the other things I do in the morning!
This morning my other half was at work early, and so I had to get up and get on with the day, and I am far happier! Also there is nothing quite like the joy of knowing that we will all be home by 3.30 this afternoon and so my little unit wont be spread everywhere!! As much as the all drive me mad at times, I love them all and love being with them.
As the day progressed I was so grumpy, I didn't know why, and didn't know what to do to change it - and believe me I wanted to change it, I really dislike being grumpy!!
First of all I walked up to collect my daughter from playgroup, and as we walked home and she wailed at me because she was hungry for her lunch and couldn't believe we were not home yet, I felt as if my grumpy mood would never leave me!
We got home and as the afternoon went on, I realised I was feeling a bit less grumpy. Then we collected my son from school, and as we walked home we chattered like we do, and we got home and I pottered about a bit, and made some dinner. My mood was really lifting at this point, and I felt happier to get on with things.
We ate dinner, the children and me, the baby sat in his bouncer and gently cooed at me, and it was a lovely dinner time - the food was not all that, just a jacket potatoe and some vegetables, but the conversation between my children and me was just lovely.
Next stop on the road to a happier me was getting the baby ready for bed, and give him a feed. We had a lovely time together, and the other children came in and out to play and chatter with him. Then my husband was home much earlier than expected and that was the point I really realised I was no longer grumpy - I had my little unit back together! I had actually missed the bustle of getting the children ready for school, and all the other things I do in the morning!
This morning my other half was at work early, and so I had to get up and get on with the day, and I am far happier! Also there is nothing quite like the joy of knowing that we will all be home by 3.30 this afternoon and so my little unit wont be spread everywhere!! As much as the all drive me mad at times, I love them all and love being with them.
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