My First Week

Well my first week of being a 'day care mum' was a complete success. I now know that this was the right choice. There is always a chance when starting a new job that you may not like it. That the dreaming was not the same as the reality. Well my friends, as I was dancing and singing around my kindy room and laughing with my toddlers I knew that I had made the right choice. As I was cuddling and bottle feeding a 4 month old with one hand, spoon feeding a 13 month old with the other and entertaining a 2.5 year old with my stories, I smiled and knew, this was what I was meant to be doing. I had made the right decision. This week was everything I had imagined it would be and more.

 I won't lie. I was preparing myself for the worst. Preparing myself for months of 'settling in'. Long days of tears as 11 little children took the big step from their mummy and daddies arms and into my care. A new person, a new place, a new routine...its all very scary. For everyone. This week...these children...they nailed it...I nailed it. I am so very lucky to have 11 beautiful children coming into my care and together we had a very successful and happy week. Some people doubted me and voiced their concerns. I started listening to the doubters. The questions started flowing in my head. Would I be able to handle it? Can I do this? What do I do when all 4 are screaming and I cant give each of them the attention they need? Luckily I know better. I know better than to listen to these negative thoughts. I am enough! I can do this! I was born to do this! This is my gift and I am ready to share it with these new beautiful children. I am 100% confident in my ability to look after these children and no one will ever make me think otherwise. Times will get tough. Times will get hard. I will have teething, sick or sleep deprived children come into my care, but they will need me. The calm, confident me. That's my number 1 priority, to stay calm and believe in myself. I've put every emergency procedure into place and covered all of my bases. I'm ready and I can do this!

This week proved me right! I prayed that it would go smoothly, that these children would like me and that the parents would be happy. Not a day went by that I didn't have a parent messaging or emailing me thanking me for the day. That made it all worth it. I knew the kids enjoyed themselves. I saw the joy on their faces throughout the day as we played and laughed and grew to know each other. I saw it in their tired eyes as they all waved goodbye at my front door. I had given them my all. I gave them my love, my comfort and a huge day of fun.

I enjoyed every single part of my week. From the playing, to the dancing, to the planning, to the nappy changes, to the book work. I love every part of this job and I cant even begin to tell you how happy I am. What makes it even more amazing is that I am at home. I am finished work by 5.00pm and I can focus on my family. I have loved being there for husband when he gets home from work. We've walked together with the dogs, we've eaten at 6.00pm most nights, I've even cooked a roast and brownies on a week night! It has been pure bliss and everything I have been dreaming about for the past 4 years is finally happening. I am able to be at home with my husband and have a bit of normality back in our lives.

Roast on a week night - Pure Bliss

It's only week 1 but I am happy. I am at peace! 

This is the best job in the world.

 x S.K.K x