The Monster had homework again last night, which meant I pulled out the fruit roll ups. That’s right folks it’s all about bribing. Two pages of tracing the letter E. Now, don’t get me wrong- while I think it’s totally cute my 4-year-old has homework (yes I posted a pic on facebook) let’s just be honest with each other- after work , cooking, cleaning and baths the last thing you want to do is convince your pre-schooler to do their homework and the last thing they want to do is sit still long enough to do it.
The day care has a hiring sign out. I asked about it. They said it was for the nursery. I’d love to leave the place I’m currently at giving them the big fuck you on my way out. What once was a job I adored and it mind going to has turned into a dreaded pain in the ass.
Wanting to work at a day-care has been a long time secret, but who can live on a day-care salary?! It’s a shame that the people who deserve the most amount of money for taking care of and protecting other people’s brat ass kids are the ones that get paid the least. I know a lot of people say the money doesn’t matter if you’re doing what you love and to that my friends I say bullshit—you gotta have money to live and the last time I check love didn’t pay the bills.
My small dream of becoming a day-care director isn’t getting any closer as I sit out another semester of college. I hate school (at least I”m honest with myself) so I guess I’ll just sit here and do the same thing I’ve been doing….wait for the opportunity to fall into my lap. Sounds logical, right? In my defense I did register this semester, but had to drop before the class started due to scheduling conflicts. What dreams have you given up on or have put on the back burner?
Moms have dreams too ya know–we’re still human, despite our super powers and all. Who knows, maybe one day before it’s too late (please don’t say it’s never too late) I’ll get off my ass get back into school so my dream can come to pass.
My coffee is almost gone. It’s time to start getting the Monster ready for day-care. Let the fun begin! I swear us moms go full speed ahead from the time we fucking rise to the time we fall—–yeah, welcome to motherhood.