Roller Coasters.
Drama Mama.
My mood swings have been extremely dramatic, as of late; and I've decided to not let it bother me so much. Other people hold me back from being happy & I think it's really unfair. Rather than stress about the things people do (ei: JENNY FUCKING BRANT), I'll simply be slightly annoyed when running into her, hearing about her, or something along those lines. I don't need to be unhappy just because someone is mad at me.... especially considering it's simply because my best friend is the guy she just broke up with.
Babies.
So I was alone in nursery today with six children between the age of 12 months and 4 years old. Two of them couldn't stop crying, and it was really bothering me. I'm used to having other help in the nursery on Sunday mornings/evenings. Then one (Maysen) went to the bathroom and refused to put her pants back on while her big sister (McKenna--the oldest in the room) made me wipe her ass. Gross. During this same time, I'm holding crying Tripp and trying to convince crying Henry to join the other two happy children playing with toys. In the mean time, one of the happy children (Michela) wets herself in the red Flinstone-esc car.... there's a GIANT puddle of pee on the floor. God dammit. So I have to use the beeper system to have the moms come back from their meeting to help me. Henry's mom came because he had been crying for 20-30 minutes straight & Michela's mom came because, well, her daughter pissed herself. Her son, on the other hand, was the angel of the day. Little Christian. Oh, I love that little boy. All he did was eat a sandwich and smile the whole time. I love that kid.
It was somewhat of a fucking rough day in the land of nursery work, considering none of them wanted to listen to me, the crying problems, and the bathroom incidents.
One of the mothers asked me what my major is (early childhood education... 3yr olds - 3rd graders), and she then asked me if I was reconsidering my major. I told her I was not: Everyone has a rough day.
So, while my semester may be somewhat terrible right now, I know I can overcome any shit people give me, work professors throw at me, and anything else that might step in my way.
Life is like a roller coaster with its ups and downs, but roller coasters are exciting.
My mood swings have been extremely dramatic, as of late; and I've decided to not let it bother me so much. Other people hold me back from being happy & I think it's really unfair. Rather than stress about the things people do (ei: JENNY FUCKING BRANT), I'll simply be slightly annoyed when running into her, hearing about her, or something along those lines. I don't need to be unhappy just because someone is mad at me.... especially considering it's simply because my best friend is the guy she just broke up with.
Babies.
So I was alone in nursery today with six children between the age of 12 months and 4 years old. Two of them couldn't stop crying, and it was really bothering me. I'm used to having other help in the nursery on Sunday mornings/evenings. Then one (Maysen) went to the bathroom and refused to put her pants back on while her big sister (McKenna--the oldest in the room) made me wipe her ass. Gross. During this same time, I'm holding crying Tripp and trying to convince crying Henry to join the other two happy children playing with toys. In the mean time, one of the happy children (Michela) wets herself in the red Flinstone-esc car.... there's a GIANT puddle of pee on the floor. God dammit. So I have to use the beeper system to have the moms come back from their meeting to help me. Henry's mom came because he had been crying for 20-30 minutes straight & Michela's mom came because, well, her daughter pissed herself. Her son, on the other hand, was the angel of the day. Little Christian. Oh, I love that little boy. All he did was eat a sandwich and smile the whole time. I love that kid.
It was somewhat of a fucking rough day in the land of nursery work, considering none of them wanted to listen to me, the crying problems, and the bathroom incidents.
One of the mothers asked me what my major is (early childhood education... 3yr olds - 3rd graders), and she then asked me if I was reconsidering my major. I told her I was not: Everyone has a rough day.
So, while my semester may be somewhat terrible right now, I know I can overcome any shit people give me, work professors throw at me, and anything else that might step in my way.
Life is like a roller coaster with its ups and downs, but roller coasters are exciting.