I’ve been experiencing total exhaustion after my 9.5 hour day at work. My job has become almost total chaos as I welcome in an entirely new group to the daycare. I have five at the moment, with two openings. I can’t even fathom adding another child at the moment, though I need to. This group does not coalesce well. They can’t stick to the schedule, and the state expects them to do so. There are 3 two-year-olds and 2 three-year-olds. What makes it so difficult is that their developmental stages are so very different. Two of them are developmentally behind, and this means that I have to work twice as hard to pull them up to speed. I have given their parents referrals to the proper help, and at this point, it is up to the parents to get them the help they desperately need. Meanwhile, I am struggling through my day. Not to worry, I will get them used to our daily schedule, and we will be breezing through our days soon. I guess I got spoiled having my group of fours, who all went to pre-k last month. I had that group for two full years, and they could do our daily schedule with very little input from me. Woe is me!
My grandson JH has come to live with us so that he might attend pre-k in our school system. Not that his mom’s school system is worse than ours, but she could not get him into pre-k there due to her delay in signing him up. Couple that with the fact that she has no car, and she just could not get him there. So one day on the Friday before school started I got a text from his mom asking me to sign him up. Of course I did and now he has been in a school for one month. He loves it, and we are very happy to have him here with us to allow him that experience. This means though that we are now on the school schedule again for the first time in many years. My son graduated high school in 2010, so I guess seven years now. We have dinner at 6, bath at 7, bed at 8 every night for JH. This is difficult to accomplish when RJ works until 6. Sometimes we fail at the whole getting the healthy meal to the table at 6 and have to play catch up. Not easy when you have been used to having adults only and living in the moment. We sometimes ate at 7 or even 8 at night. Not healthy, but it was what we had to do per our work schedules. Now it is all I can do to get everything done, including his homework nightly. Whew!
JH is a very curious, but very busy child. He talks a mile a minute, and never hushes unless he is asleep. That is awesome because at least his vocabulary is strong. He knows so many words, it would be impossible to track them all. He also knows a lot of concepts that are mature for his age. He struggles with self-control though and can be impulsive. When I am rested and have time for all of that it is okay. If I am exhausted, not so much. I’m trying to strike a balance with JH, the daycare, and the rest of my family life. It is hard. We have a 7-month-old granddaughter who also resides with us, with her parents. Neither parent has worked for a while now, so it is a lot to deal with financially, and emotionally. We are constantly teetering on the edge of crazy. I’m not happy with the situation, but there is a child involved. That makes us take a step back and remember our role as humans. First, do no harm, and help when you can. Now I am trying to push them to become independent, and frankly, I believe they are happy being dependent. Woe is me!
I joined a gym this year, but I can’t find the time to make it over there. I was thrilled that for only $10.00 per month I could take JH with me. I have yet to do that. This means I am paying a gym membership that I am not using, albeit only $20.00 per month. Sigh! I need to go for my physical health, as well as my mental health. I just can’t seem to put him in the daycare room. He is at school for 5 hours a day, and then in the daycare until 5. I think he needs a break from people, especially small children. For some reason, I always put everyone else first. I guess it is the mother in me. I need to put my health first. Maybe it is just an excuse to not go, and for me to just skip it altogether. I used to go daily, and I felt so much better after my work out. Oh well! I will eventually get it all together. Some day.
I’m terribly upset about all of the crazy going on in the world right now. The storms, the mental state of our nation, and all the threats to our well-being coming from around the world. I am trying not to let it get me down because the truth is I can’t change any of it. All I can do, or any of us can do, is to be a decent person to the people around you. To live a purposeful life, and to do that without harming others. I never believed in stepping on other people to make myself taller. I believe in pulling my own weight in this world, and giving a hand up when I can. If people take advantage of my kindness, well that is on them and not on me. I have to live with myself, and they sleep with their choices. I’m just trying to make it on a daily basis, and right now that is all I have to give. One day at a time. Period.
Well, I need to hop off of here and get this party started. The Littles are full blast ready for their day. I hope your day is good. Be blessed, and wherever you are in the world be a blessing.
peace 😀 shemelts