I answered the phone and it turned out to be my sons school, who informed me that he had fallen over and had a deep cut on the back of his head, they asked me to come pick him up, I had to say to them that I was at work and that I would try and contact my husband, ( not as easy as you might think as I had a email from him earlier, informing me that his mobile battery had completely died and we have no land-line).

Anyway, I went and told my boss what was going on and asked if I could go try contacting my husband or somebody to get hold of him so he knew what was going on, I couldn’t reach anybody so by this point I tried my parents who live in the next town over, turned out that my dad was at work, then about five minutes later my mum rang back saying that she’d rang my dad at work and they were coming straight over.

By this time, I’d already gone back downstairs and spoken to my boss, who then turned round and said to me, your son is more important than work, go, but let me know how he is”.

I got to the school and found my son sat in the reception area, holding a piece of gauze to his head with a member of staff waiting for me, my first thought on seeing him was that he looked slightly pale and then I just gave him a cuddle.

Went outside with him to wait for my parents to come and take us to the hospital via our house to let my husband know what was going on, got to hospital and he looked OK when we got there, still saw the doctor though and my little boy was brave, even though he got his wound washed with salt water to clean it, then he had to get his head glued.

Got home and he now seems unintentionally determined to get sent back to hospital, I’m on tenterhooks watching his near misses!!

Its now six months on and I’m actually seeing that it’s not at all easy, yeah, I’ve had a fair few interviews but nothing has come of them, am wondering how long I will be in this job.
I don’t really know what job role that I would like, I’m qualified in childcare and I’ve been told the qualification that I have is now obsolete and I would have to go back to college, but I don’t want to do childcare anymore now either.

My friends tell me that I would be good in a carer role but I don’t think that I could cope with the personal aspect of care.
I’d like a steady 9-5 job, five days a week with a good rate of pay but to do that it seems that it is all administration work and I’m just not qualified for that.

Just keeping plodding on and pushing doors to see if they open.

Its been difficult at work being the new girl and all, and I’m not “gelling” with certain staff, but I guess you will get that in any job, my friends have been so encouraging, popping in my work just so say “hi” or texting me just at the right moment when I need it.

I guess that not many people like their jobs but as I keep telling myself a job is a job and its bringing the money into the house, its a stepping stone in my world of work, still not sure what I want to do now though, I feel like the career in childcare I was training for before I had my son just is not right anymore, times have changed, all the childcare jobs im either  under-qualified for or am not getting past interview stage.

Quick question for anybody reading this that knows me, please leave comments as to what sort of job you think that I would be good at.

Thanks

While I was at work and actually grouching in my mind about missing out, two things came into my mind, it’s only for a season/one Sunday and also that I should be praising God even while I’m at work, even when I dont feel like praising in my circumstances, even when the customers are complaining, stick a smile on my face and deal with it.

I was running lyrics through my mind all day for Example…

Moving with the Father spirit and the son
Flowing with a power that’s springing out of love
That You’ve shown for me
When You poured out mercy
Choosing now to serve You following Your ways
Knowing that You’ve saved me calling me by name
To worship You my king foreverO what You’ve done for me
You’ve set my heart upon a rock
Washed and forgiven me
And now I’m free to give You glory

With Joy joy!
Lord I dance with Joy
Jumping in Your presence filled with
Joy! Joy!
Lord I dance with joy
Jumping in the presence of my God

Your mercy’s new each day
And shining like the sun
You’ll be my song of praise
Until my race is run

With Joy joy!
Lord I dance with joy
Jumping in Your presence filled with
Joy joy!
Lord I dance with joy
Jumping in Your presence filled with joy!

And then just after I’d finished work I got a text from one of  my friends saying that I was missed at church and that she hoped I’d had a good shift.

Later on I also got two more messages saying that I was missed at church.

In all its been a weird day but been trying to Praise HIM in and through it all.

I start on Thursday, big step, nervous already, thankfully its just a small shift to start with.

Didn’t get the job, I kinda knew that already as they didnt phone me….

They say they will keep me on file for six months, we shall see.

Its all experience anyhow!

Its so annoying to be lied to like that.

At least its experience for next time and this means it wasn’t the right job for me.

Got there at 2.30 as requested, got intro’d to staff and children, sat and talked and played to children in the nursery and then moved into the afterschool room where the post is for, there where no children in at the time and the staff where preparing snacks for them, there was a mountain of washing up and they seemed to be a bit behind, so I started doing the washing up, only problem was that I washed up for the entire half hour that I was there and I didnt interact with the children!!

The whole point of me going was to see how I got on with the children….

I blew it!!

They will phone me monday or tuesday to discuss how it went, im not holding out any hope.

Oh and the woman said I did really well for my first interview in over four years!

Im so so sick of Josh getting poorly, we had to leave church early tonight as he had been sick twice at church and just looked really poorly, I wish I knew how to stop him being sick

Frustrated!