Showing posts with label hard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hard. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 September 2012

What A World

I think I'm naive when it comes to the working world now I feel I've had a year out and everything has changed it's a lot harsher, employers don't really care anymore, a lot more is expected of you. I think the attitude now is that your lucky to have a job so deal with it.

But then again people looking for jobs are just as bad, my work are employing for my maternity cover and 2 out of 3 of the interviewees didn't turn up the other day even after asking for a more convenient time for themselves to attend.
What is going on people they just don't seem to care about others anymore its awful. And I'm bringing a second child into the world it worries me as if it's like this now what will it be like when my children are adults. It's a scary thought.

In my grandparents or even parents era jobs were for life if you wanted and the world seemed a safer, nicer place but now I'm shocked by employers, employees and just everyday..........what is going on.

Wednesday, 4 April 2012

First of Many

Oh my what a day I really thought I could be strong. I held it together as I left the house this morning as Ollie waved goodbye but it was so hard to hold back the tears. Once I got to work I felt okay...I can do this I told myself but then after a one to one with the manager talking about the last few days I started to well up aaggghh no I didn't want to do this.
I composed myself and I was fine until lunch time when I called home to check in and that was me well and truly gone - I can't do this I said to hubby it feels so wrong but I know I have to as I am the one with the job and have to do it for our little family.

Oh why does it have to be so hard.

I got through the rest of the day with no tears but as soon as 5pm hit I was out as I wanted a cuddle from little man.

Now just got to do it all again tomorrow, I do hope it gets easier.

Friday, 23 March 2012

One Friday Left

Sleeping...yay!
Oh my I only have one Friday left being at home with my little terror. Only a couple of months ago I had tears at the thought of it, I couldn't bare it but the last few weeks have been very testing and it's made me wonder if going back to work will be a god send after all.

It will be nice to get dressed up and not get messed up by grubby hands for once and have a little freedom to be me again. I also need a break from saying no Ollie, don't do that, leave it alone...no...no...no Ollie.

Kidsworld
In an ideal world I would prefer part time so I have the best of both worlds as I do like to be able to go out when I like and take the little man to see and do things especially now he's heading for one he is interested in the world around him.

Yesterday we went to kidsworld which he loved. It was quite an eye opener for me as most of the kids there seemed to be with childminders but they were chatting and drinking coffee while the kids got on with it. No wonder they pestered me which was alittle annoying when I wanted to be with my child with "whats your name", "can you push me", "can you...." , uh leave me alone. It just made me think do we really pay silly amounts on childcare for the carers to just sit there nattering. I really do think Mummy and daddy really are best, so whatever the future holds for us I would like to avoid childcare as much as possible and work it between myself and my husband. 


As I start back at work my hubby leaves his work (redundancy) so he will be looking after Ollie the explorer until he finds himself another job which I reckon by the first or second day at home he will be longing to escape because I have a feeling he may just pull the rest of his hair out.