brooken
11-30-2006, 07:21 PM
I'm so glad to be home. I need to vent though so here goes.
Jason's in clinicals for the next three weeks for his program. This basically means this schedule: wake up at 5:30. Get everybody ready and leave the house at 6:30 to race him to the hospital at 7. Not far away, but a horrible traffic area. Then continue on to take dd to daycare, which is at the community college a half hour from there, in the county. Then head back to the city to be at work at 8am. Work 8 - 4ish, then head back out to pick her up. Hopefully not working too late, racing the daycare clock, you know how it goes. So... about 2 1/2 hours of driving on a normal day.
So today, I go through the drop-off routine and get to work at 8. My co-worker looks baffled and says, "Where's your daughter? You should go get her - don't you know a crazy ice storm is coming this afternoon?"
Well, I did, but I was kind of in denial. So after thinking about it, and picturing myself trying to fight traffic due to a school closing, I headed back out and picked her up.
Called a couple friends. Didn't find babysitting, so I thought she'd do OK working with me.
She *does* - but she gets bored, whiney, and I don't have an arsenal of entertainment such as crayons, etc, because I wasn't prepared for her being there. So I'm parenting and working, in that order, for about 2 1/2 hours.
Finally I got exasperated and called other friends. They were home and happy to watch her, and not too far away. Starting to snow ice pellets at this point.
So I worked 3 more hours after that, and it all worked out swell. I'm glad I went to get her when I did and not later in the day.
Actually, as I type this, I realize how lucky I have it, to have a flexible job where I can come and go and have her with me at work sometimes. Jason sure can't do that with the hospital. Guess that's why he makes the big bucks. Relatively. And he'll have benefits - health insurance, and I have the benefit of a job flexible enough to deal with a child on a snow day, which I consider a kind of benefit.
Jason's in clinicals for the next three weeks for his program. This basically means this schedule: wake up at 5:30. Get everybody ready and leave the house at 6:30 to race him to the hospital at 7. Not far away, but a horrible traffic area. Then continue on to take dd to daycare, which is at the community college a half hour from there, in the county. Then head back to the city to be at work at 8am. Work 8 - 4ish, then head back out to pick her up. Hopefully not working too late, racing the daycare clock, you know how it goes. So... about 2 1/2 hours of driving on a normal day.
So today, I go through the drop-off routine and get to work at 8. My co-worker looks baffled and says, "Where's your daughter? You should go get her - don't you know a crazy ice storm is coming this afternoon?"
Well, I did, but I was kind of in denial. So after thinking about it, and picturing myself trying to fight traffic due to a school closing, I headed back out and picked her up.
Called a couple friends. Didn't find babysitting, so I thought she'd do OK working with me.
She *does* - but she gets bored, whiney, and I don't have an arsenal of entertainment such as crayons, etc, because I wasn't prepared for her being there. So I'm parenting and working, in that order, for about 2 1/2 hours.
Finally I got exasperated and called other friends. They were home and happy to watch her, and not too far away. Starting to snow ice pellets at this point.
So I worked 3 more hours after that, and it all worked out swell. I'm glad I went to get her when I did and not later in the day.
Actually, as I type this, I realize how lucky I have it, to have a flexible job where I can come and go and have her with me at work sometimes. Jason sure can't do that with the hospital. Guess that's why he makes the big bucks. Relatively. And he'll have benefits - health insurance, and I have the benefit of a job flexible enough to deal with a child on a snow day, which I consider a kind of benefit.