Closing Daycare Doors & Opening the Flood Gates
Well, I have given my daycare family my notice. Actually, I have it a couple of weeks ago. It was a one-month notice, so I still have a couple of weeks to go. But honestly, I don't know if I am going to make it.
My husband swore to me that they wouldn't use the entire month, which is why I gave it. I wanted to give a 2-wk notice (which would have cut me free at closing time today), but we thought "one-month notice" sounded more courteous. However, we failed to foresee that they really like their kids coming here. Either that, or I truly am the lowest rate in town. :) Either way, they are sticking around.
Which wouldn't be so bad if I was in control of my own body & mind. But this baby bump is really taking over! I am so exhausted all the time. Like, drop-over-and-fall-asleep-without-meaning-to-tired. And the emotional rollercoasters have started.
It started with geese. Yes, geese. See, years ago I was told that Canadian geese mate for life. If something happens to their partner, they never pair up with another goose. So one day a couple of weeks ago, we were driving down the road & I saw a bunch of geese. A gaggle?? Isn't that what a group of geese are called? LOL Anyway...!!! There were 5 geese. Five. Obviously the one standing to the side was alone. I mean, s/he was with their friends, but they had no mate. Had some tragedy befallen it's one true love & left it on it's own for the rest of it's life?! I just pictured this sad little goose, all tucked in at night, alone. No little goose-mate to cuddle with on the chilly nights next to the river. And I just started crying. In fact, I am all teared up right now.
So that's how my Flood Gates opened. Now they open with no notice at all. I cry about everything.
And I get MAD about everything. Which makes me mad. Go figure. I get mad that I am mad, which usually makes me...you guessed it: cry.
And I am guessing a lot of it has to do with my lack of sleep. I am getting up several times a night to pee, then trying to get comfortable again. Several times a night. And my asthma has been acting up, so then I am lying there, having trouble breathing. So then I need to do my nebulizer machine. (sexy, right?? LOL) And then I get up at 6 am to do the daily grind. It is quickly (OH SO QUICKLY) wearing me out.
And I have tried to drop hints to the parents of the daycare children, but they aren't seeing what I am hinting at. Or they are, and are just really enjoying my suffering..... Either way, I can't quit any sooner, but I sure do wish that I had just given a 2-wk notice.
I go next week for my ultrasound. We'll get to find out how many buns are in my oven exactly! Yay!!
My husband swore to me that they wouldn't use the entire month, which is why I gave it. I wanted to give a 2-wk notice (which would have cut me free at closing time today), but we thought "one-month notice" sounded more courteous. However, we failed to foresee that they really like their kids coming here. Either that, or I truly am the lowest rate in town. :) Either way, they are sticking around.
Which wouldn't be so bad if I was in control of my own body & mind. But this baby bump is really taking over! I am so exhausted all the time. Like, drop-over-and-fall-asleep-without-meaning-to-tired. And the emotional rollercoasters have started.
It started with geese. Yes, geese. See, years ago I was told that Canadian geese mate for life. If something happens to their partner, they never pair up with another goose. So one day a couple of weeks ago, we were driving down the road & I saw a bunch of geese. A gaggle?? Isn't that what a group of geese are called? LOL Anyway...!!! There were 5 geese. Five. Obviously the one standing to the side was alone. I mean, s/he was with their friends, but they had no mate. Had some tragedy befallen it's one true love & left it on it's own for the rest of it's life?! I just pictured this sad little goose, all tucked in at night, alone. No little goose-mate to cuddle with on the chilly nights next to the river. And I just started crying. In fact, I am all teared up right now.
So that's how my Flood Gates opened. Now they open with no notice at all. I cry about everything.
And I get MAD about everything. Which makes me mad. Go figure. I get mad that I am mad, which usually makes me...you guessed it: cry.
And I am guessing a lot of it has to do with my lack of sleep. I am getting up several times a night to pee, then trying to get comfortable again. Several times a night. And my asthma has been acting up, so then I am lying there, having trouble breathing. So then I need to do my nebulizer machine. (sexy, right?? LOL) And then I get up at 6 am to do the daily grind. It is quickly (OH SO QUICKLY) wearing me out.
And I have tried to drop hints to the parents of the daycare children, but they aren't seeing what I am hinting at. Or they are, and are just really enjoying my suffering..... Either way, I can't quit any sooner, but I sure do wish that I had just given a 2-wk notice.
I go next week for my ultrasound. We'll get to find out how many buns are in my oven exactly! Yay!!
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