My Five Month Notice

During soccer season, I was chatting with one of my girlfriends (but mostly watching Mimi’s game.  Really!) when I mentioned that I had been keeping my eyes open for some sort of job.  I hadn’t worked or volunteered much in the previous year and really felt the need to be doing something more.  The only catch was that I wanted something that worked around my girls’ school schedule.  They still needed wanted me to be there when they came home from school and during all the holidays.

A couple days later, my friend called to let me know that she had just talked to another friend that was looking for someone to work for her.  It would be helping with the preschool part of a home daycare.  I wasn’t so sure I wanted to get involved with another preschool program, but I said I would call the number and talk to the gal. 

I felt instantly comfortable with Miss B and agreed to a week’s trial to see how we got along.  I had so much fun working with those kids.  The experience was completely different from the place I had previously worked  at for four very long years.  I felt appreciated and respected by my new boss.  (Because of course she hired me.  Although it took another week before we got to filling out an application!) I was so amazed that I got paid to come in and play with kids and love on babies.  (We have four one year olds!)  And the very best part was that the schedule was a perfect match for me needs.

After a month or so, I started feeling what nearly every stay-at-home-mom begins to feel.  Isolation.  I was with those kids pretty much by myself.  There’s only so many pretend cookies and tea one can eat, so many times you can sing the Itsy, Bitsy Spider, or talk about what sound the letter “M” makes before your brain starts to turn to mush.  Then when the kids went out to play, I would literally have nothing to do…expect maybe read a kid book yet again.   I realized that I had become bored and…trapped.

I had hesitated in talking to my boss about my feelings.  I knew how long she had been looking for someone that was a good “fit” for her little business.  Yet, I knew I had to do it before my head split open and my brains fell out sometime. I hated the thought of not hanging out with my little friends, but the truth was, I had started to dread going to work each day.  That’s not a good thing.

I have to say that Miss B took it very well.  In fact, she kinda sorta had to pry out of me that I thought maybe I was giving my notice.  (No, I not a bit wishy washy) I told her that I wouldn’t bail out and leave her in a lurch.  I would stay until she found someone else to take over my position.  She looked at me a moment and then asked if I could possibly hold on through June.


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0 Responses to My Five Month Notice

  1. I helped my mom with her home daycare once, when I was pregnant and off work. It’s very exhausting. As much as I love children, being a SAHM with my own kids was fun, and the daycare just wasn’t. I hope you find work that’s a better fit.

  2. Jay says:

    I wouldn’t last a day with a bunch of little kids.

  3. Mojokat says:

    I’ve done day care assistance before, and I understand completely. Hang in there, June will be here before you know it. =-)

  4. Karina says:

    That is quite a long “notice” to give. I love babies and little kids, and used to say I wanted to work in daycare, but in reality? I dont think I could hack it. Hang in there!

  5. Lisa's Chaos says:

    She really wants you to hold on that much longer??? Is she crazy? I did home daycare when my kids were small and I know what you mean. I just don’t think it’s fair to ask you to hold on that long. She could attempt to find someone, start looking now and probably find someone sooner than that.

  6. Kell says:

    I used to assist at a home daycare during the summer and it was about all I could stand. It’s draining and more difficult than people realize. It’s important to honest with yourself and realize what you need to make you happy, and that’s what you did. Good for you!

  7. Susan says:

    Jenn~I totally agree. In fact, when the kids were really little one of my girlfriends and I kept saying that as soon as one of us was able to move into a house we would start a daycare together. When the day came…well…we both backed down. The reality is waaay harder than the dream.

    Jay~Yep, they’d have you nailed down just like the Lilliputians did to Gulliver…

    Kat~It’s fun, for a while…but you are right, it’s exhausting…

    Karina~At least you know that before you agree to take it on!

    Lisa~She would love for me to stay that long…but she knows that it’s not really for me and has already put feelers out and ads on Craig’s list. I’m keeping an eye out too. Anyone want a job???


  8. Third grade is as young as I can take on a daily schedule.

  9. Lynne says:

    I would not be a good candidate for that job! No thank you. Surely she can find someone before June?? I would think six weeks would be quite long enough to find another suitable person. Good luck!

  10. Frances says:

    Till June ?
    Good Grief.
    There is nothing worse than hating to go to work.

  11. Frances says:

    Sending you loads of good vibes.
    Thanks for leaving me such a nice comment 🙂

  12. Susan says:

    Songbird~You make me grin!

    Lynne~She’s looking, no worries!

    Fances~I only half hate it, so it’s not that bad, really. 🙂 And your welcome! I don’t make it over to your place nearly often enough.

  13. Ann says:

    I would run out the door screaming needing a Starbucks by noon of the first day!

  14. snhamlett says:

    Oh, bless your heart, I definitely understand! I’m a SAHM of three, but only the youngest is not in school yet. I thought it would be a nice way to make pocket money and to give him someone to play with if I found a child to babysit… so I’ve been watching another almost 4 year old boy since late September. At first it was okay, but now, I’m really hating it. I made up my mind last week that I’m giving them notice in April that I wouldn’t be able to watch him after school ends in May. That should give them 6 weeks to find a replacement. So, I’m on the countdown with you. You’re so right… it feels like I’m trapped all the time, in a way I never felt with just my own son.

    I only found your blog today but I will definitely be back! 🙂

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