Showing posts with label business. Show all posts
Showing posts with label business. Show all posts

Monday, January 24, 2011

Learning

I feel the need to share with you some of the things I'm learning.  You know as well as I do that learning happens to all of us everyday, it's whether we decide to digest the new knowledge that makes the difference.
I'm digesting a lot lately.

Maybe that's because a lot of what I'm learning about has to do with my number one favoritest thing in the whole world to digest of all time: food!
I love food.

And really, that's no secret. (Just look at me!)

But, recently, I was introduced to Quinoa.  I love the way it's spelled, hate the way it's pronounced (because it's so deceiving!) (Keen-wah).  There's just not that many Q words in the English language, and Quin-no-wah just sounds like fun.
Anyway, quinoa is a ...well you can figure out what it is - I linked to wikipedia for you....  anyway, I found out about it from an article I received from Calorie Count.  (Yes! I'm still semi-successfully counting calories, yay!)  And, when I read about all the nutritional benefits quinoa offers, I asked around (mostly on Facebook) and found a few friends who eat it and insisted that I try it.  One of my friendly neighbors even gave us her HUGE bag of it, told us to try as much as we'd like then give the rest back.  We made two cups of it as directed on the package, and I was fairly impressed!  It has a pretty good taste to it.  And, knowing it's so healthy makes it fun to eat.  Yesterday, I ventured out to Whole Foods to find my own bag of quinoa, and was disappointed in (a) how far away Whole Foods is from my house and (b) How stinking expensive it is for such a tiny bag. Oh and (c) the 'tudes of many of the folks that shop at Whole Foods are less than welcoming.
Unfortunately, unless I find that they've made this "Wonder Food" more accessible to folks like me, I don't think we'll be eating it too much.

I've also learned that, in addition to counting calories, it's a good idea to get a little exercise in once in a while.  Okay - so I didn't really LEARN this recently, but I was reintroduced to my heart rate and my perspiration glands and we've been having fun reunions everyday.  I had forgotten how good I feel, how WHOLE I am after a workout. It's as if I've hit the "reset" button on my attitude after I've had a good sweat.  I'm liking it.

I'm also learning that no amount of sweat, sore muscles, even good foods like Quinoa and Hummus (YUM!) will cure my insatiable appetite for Five Guys or Pizza Hut.  And really? I'm really okay with that. I hope we never part ways, actually.

While we're on the topic of food (I really have no intention of changing topics, to be honest), I must say that I am loving my new ice cream maker that I got for Christmas, and now I'm trying to find a healthy recipe to use it with. Do you have any ideas?

I'm also learning about cooking with a crockpot again....   while we're talking about food. I made a delicious roast last week, but was disappointed to find that it was laden with FAT.  We picked it apart and ate the yummies, but ended up throwing a huge portion of the beast away.  What cut of meat is the best for having roast?

Oh and I'm also learning about the extended vocabulary of a six year old (sorry, not to get off topic).  My sweet, charming, perfect, rule-following Julia has taken to the word HATE quite a bit lately. She's only been on this green Earth for six short years, and I'm already considering a swear-jar for the family.  I'm holding out, though.  Surely this habit is just the result of her having learned a new word.  ...Right?   I mean, she's just testing it out to see how we react to it.  I hope, anyway.   The biggest pain with the swear jar is that I have to dole out cash to get the cash for collection.  I'll come up with something creative to use besides cash, I'm sure.  Do your kids have a problem word?


I'm also learning a whole lot about myself lately.  I've reminded myself that I am forgiven and redeemed. All the guilt I have about my crazy mother or about how I mother crazy is going away as I continue to read my bible and take tips from authors like Mark Batterson, Matthew West and Robert McGee. 

This year, I've been thinking about the cycle of life a LOT too. I can't say I've "learned" a whole lot, but I think I'm about to be schooled.  Last year, my best friend passed away. Cancer claimed her life, and although we weren't exactly "best friends" when she died, she was always the closest thing I ever had to a "BFF" and she knew more about me than anybody else in the world, except for maybe Rich.  I've been reflecting on her death a lot, especially since her birthday is coming up in early Feb.  I've also been thinking about my good friend Brent (of whom the BBF is named after). He is still here, thank God, but I think of him often when I consider the cycles of life.  He's a fighter, much like Abbey was.   Both of them are quite young, quite passionate about the things in life that make them who they are (for one it's baseball and sports, the other it's children and crafts...)   Bah, I don't know where I was going with this. That's just how it happens - I get to thinking about it and then find myself way off track on one tangent or another....

Ok, so what else have I been learning?
 I've finally caught on to the truth that the very best time to go shopping for my groceries is during a big football game.  Yes, it's taken me this long to catch on to this great trick. I kind of secretly wish football season would last a little longer now.

I'm learning that I can teach my dog to give me the ball after she goes and fetches it - that it doesn't have to be a game of tug of war every single time, resulting in my arms getting scratched up while wrestling the ball away from her.  We have been seeing a private dog trainer. It's been wonderful. Molly's We are learning so much.

I'm also learning about the benefits of showing empathy to kids (okay and to adults, too).  I've always known this to be important, but until I started practicing it, I didn't realize what a powerful tool empathy is. I no longer get frustrated when the kiddos whine and cry and cry and whine and cry and cry and cry over a hangnail. Instead, I show them empathy and move on. No biggie. I can spare some "Aww, I'm sorry! That's such a bummer!"s.  Can't we all? That's really the only thing anybody wants when they complain about just about anything in the world: just a little empathy!  It's powerful, even more so when it's authentic :) heh...  hehe... When I'm unable to console a child with a stubbed toe, or a friend with a family issue, I can let them know that I'm truly sorry for them. ... and it helps.  Really, I'm admitting that this is something new that I've just learned.  What a crappy friend I must have been (until now, heh).

I'm learning about the moon. Quite literally.  Because, for my job, I get to teach kids things they might not otherwise learn about. And that's fun for me - because their little ears perk up and they listen to what I have to say and they pay attention and then ask questions and then pretend to be a part of whatever we just learned about and then they want to make stuff related to what we're learning ...and the time just flies!  And lately, it's all been about the moon.  I'm learning waxing vs waning and that  it's not called a "half moon" but it's a "quarter moon" which makes sense. (Actually, I remember learning that before - but I have forgotten it in my old age...)   It's exciting teaching kids about stuff like this. They're teaching me just as much as I'm teaching them... We've watched videos on You Tube of astronauts on the moon, we watched a shuttle launch, we've seen the moon's phases, we've explored the moon sand that is otherwise forbidden in my house (that stuffs a PAIN to clean up!).  Good times.

So there you have it - my latest lessons in a nutshell.  What have you learned about recently?

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Bucket List

Shamlessly stolen from one of the various blogs I creep upon while working surfing the net.  100 Things I would like to do before I kick the bucket:
 (in no particular order)
  1. Publish a children's book.
  2. Go to the taping of a funny sitcom in NY or CA
  3. Watch the launch of a spacecraft
  4. Sing karaoke in a public place without a care
  5. Canoe or Kayak somewhere (anywhere?)
  6. Take a hot air balloon ride
  7. Ride in a helicopter
  8. Snorkle in the ocean
  9. Tour New York City
  10. Be a missionary in an underdeveloped country
  11. Go parasailing in Hawaii
  12. Run a 10K
  13. Walk (or run?) a marathon
  14. Learn American Sign Language
  15. Go on a cruise
  16. Teach Kindergarten
  17. Pay off the house
  18. Manage a healthy weight under xxx pounds. (nonofyourbusiness)
  19. Try a new fruit or veggie every day for one month.
  20. Start a non-profit organization for a good cause.
  21. Have/Make a friend that will sit with me on the front porch when I'm really old and senile.
  22. Swim with dolphins
  23. Learn to draw
  24. Finish a scrapbook
  25. Print pictures of the kids/events/milestones/vacations and file them chronologically
  26. Help the BBF raise a million dollars (or more!) to give away
  27. Own a preschool business (in a commercial building, not in my home, hehe!)
  28. Ride a ferry
  29. See a blimp up close
  30. See Stonehedge
  31. Renew marriage vows in Tahoe (maybe for 50th?)
  32. Sleep by campfire without a tent/shelter (maybe on a hammock!?)
  33. Place first, second or even third in a 5K
  34. Memorize the books of the bible in order
  35. Attend a Jewish wedding
  36. Be a guest at a traditional Jewish Hannukah dinner on Passover
  37. Provide respite care for a cancer patient or family member
  38. Volunteer at a high school consistently
  39. Design a state of the art playpark in a low income neighborhood
  40. Revisit the area of San Isabel National Forest, where we got lost in the woods in August 2000.
  41. Visit Bishop's Castle with my dad
  42. Go sledding with the family in a secluded, perfect area
  43. Make a quilt
  44. Make a better quilt
  45. Archive the lyrics to all the children's songs I know
  46. Perform in a skit for a church/cause
  47. Go to an opera
  48. Go to a broadway play on Broadway
  49. See the bar from Cheers on display in Los Angeles.
  50. Take the kids ice skating on a lake
  51. Have a garden on my property
  52. Grow all my own veggies (cucumbers, tomatoes, lettuce, etc.)
  53. Hike up Pikes Peak
  54. Ride a train to (or from?) a vacation destination
  55. Leave a $100+ tip at a diner/restaurant
  56. Pay someone eles's mortgage for a year
  57. Help build a house for habitat for humanity
  58. Provide Christmas for a family in need (dinner, presents, clothes, a ride to church)
  59. Teach a parenting class
  60. Volunteer in a hospital (oncology if needed)
  61. Have coffee/lunch with Matthew West
  62. Spend 24 hours in pajamas as an adult and not care :)
  63. Write an inspirational song
  64. Babysit for single moms free of charge 
  65. Buy groceries for the person in line behind me at the grocery store
  66. Buy lunch for the person behind me in a drive thru
  67. Ride along with a police officer on a night shift
  68. Visit ground zero in NY
  69. Collect the 50 quarters from all 50 states
  70. Live a simple life with very few possessions
  71. Witness a medically necessary surgery
  72. Make a really good bottle of wine
  73. Try a ropes course with husby
  74. Drive a golf cart for golfers I know (or famous people!)
  75. Write a bucket list!
  76. Go white water rafting in the Rockies (again)
  77. See my children grow up to be well rounded, responsible, successful adults
  78. Go on a women's spiritual retreat
  79. Lead a bible study
  80. Do a touristy zip line in a rainforest or somewhere
  81. Learn to ski
  82. Get a masters degree in something unconventional (underwater basket weaving?)
  83. Learn to knit a scarf for someone
  84. Have a clutter free home (even before number 70 is achieved)
  85. Complete a big jigsaw puzzle
  86. Learn how to change the oil in my own vehicle (and become good at it)
  87. Get pedicures with both my daughters
  88. Give all homemade presents for Christmas one year
  89. Write down something I'm thankful for every single day and then put them in a time capsule to open in 10 years.
  90. Go tubing down a stream in the mountains (again - haven't done that one since early 90's!)
  91. Donate my hair to Locks of Love
  92. Speak Pig Latin with my kids in public 
  93. Make a snow igloo in the backyard.
  94. Learn to cook meals for other people (Frozen Stouffers Lasagna just isn't very ....heartwarming anymore)
  95. Save Princess Peach (again) :)  - can never do that too many times!
  96. Write a book filled with word plays. (I like throwing knives! I like throwing - knives.) I'madork
  97. Keep a prayer journal
  98. Fly a really cool/big kite with my kids at a park
  99. Come up with two more things for this bucket list
  100.   

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Things that make you go &#^$%*

In no particular order, here are the top ten things that are pissing me off right now:
  1. Taking the dog to the shelter because he's way too high maintenance for this house. (Good riddance Mr. Eko - sorry it didn't work out... blah).
  2. Wanting a puppy so bad, but wanting to wait it out since the last two dogs were ...uh... not a good fit here.
  3. Losing a best friend to cancer. $#@& Cancer.
  4. Hearing that a friend of another best friend had bad news at her routine scan. #%#@%@
  5. Losing a client, and possibly a friendship with it. ARGH
  6. Losing friends over stupid stuff that should have been avoided. 
  7. Reading rude comments about politics on a nicely written article that had nothing political to mention in it.
  8. Rich must leave the state for mandatory work-related training and he'll be gone forever! (or 10 weeks, whatever).
  9. Ants (especially in the kitchen)
  10. Shocking news that a friend is getting divorced. SUCK ROCKS.

And now, in no particular order here ten things that I love love love love (because who wants to end on such a sour note?)
  1. My church rocks. As well as the people who go there, too... of course. And when I think of my church, I also (inadvertently) think of the Brent Bays Foundation. Both are pretty rockin'.
  2. My clients rock. Make new friends, but keep the old; some are silver and the others gold. I'm loving the new family - 3 girls that fit in perfectly around here. We are so blessed!
  3. Julia is excelling in Kindergarten.  (I admit, it's pretty nice having her out of the house all day, too!)  I'm so glad that she loves to go there and wishes it was all seven days a week.
  4. Rebecca is one of the most mature 3 year olds that I get to be with on a daily basis. And, she's not even 3 yet. :)  I'm lucky she's my kid!
  5. My family is amazing. I'm talking about my dad and step-mom, my brother and nieces, my in-laws, and of course (and especially!) my husband and children.
  6. Facebook gets me through the days.  When I only talk to children all day long everyday, I crave peer interactions. I love facebook for letting me "creep" on my friends' profiles and engaging in conversation when appropriate.
  7. God is pretty rockin'.  A short month ago, I was wallowing in tears trying to understand what my future had in store for me. I thought I was supposed to get a "real" job. I thought maybe I was supposed to go back to school. I thought I had it all wrong and needed to change.  Turns out, if you're patient enough, he speaks very clearly....  I just needed to re-center! Thanks, God. I'd totally link to You if I knew how.
  8. Big Brother.  I admit it - I'm a BB junkie. Gosh.  But, okay really? That and LOST are the only shows I ever watch. And LOST is over forever (sad!). So, is it so bad to enjoy me some trash tv for a few hours a week?  Seriously need a reason to dust off the old boob tube anyway. (I might cry when the season is over.)
  9. Fall is near!  After weeks and weeks of 100+ temps, we had a cool day yesterday. High of 80 or something like that. I loved it! I love Fall. OMGOSH just thinking about Fall makes my tummy do happy flips. Love it! I love Fall!!  WHOOO HOOOOO    okay thanks :) 
  10. I'm still running. I still enjoy it. I have found peace in running for pleasure. I'm happy that I'm not a competitive person...  and I'm happy to have finally realized that!  Yesterday, I ran about 5K and enjoyed the scenery and my private conversations with God during the solo run. Priceless!

Friday, June 4, 2010

Service

Just like always, busy busy busy.
Our 5K was very successful, despite the relentless morning rain.  Funny how the sun came out and glistened off the beaded raindrops making for a BEAUTIFUL day - perfect for a nice run - just as soon as the last of the items were unloaded from our vehicles after the event was over.

Despite the rain, we had over 60 people show up to volunteer.  There were 265 people registered for the 5K, and all but 16 of them picked up their packet (or at least a timing chip), so we can only assume that the turnout was equally as impressive.

Almost a month later, our little foundation has given away over $11,000.  Holy cow.  We did it - we really did make a positive financial impact for a few great families in our community. :)  I'm proud!

The whole "fighting cancer" theme in my life is only getting stronger. I'm excited  to be a part of the committee for our local Relay for Life, and there's only 30-something days left until the event.  I'm all about loving on the people of our community who have suffered....  for this chapter of my life, it happens to be suffering because of cancer.  I love serving other people, though - no matter the "cause."

When I was 15, I went with a friend of mine to help clean up after the Great Flood of 1993 in Des Moines, IA.  It wasn't part of a mission trip or anything like that...  My mom worked for the city government, and they were sending some people. When she came home from work and told me about it, without hesitation - I said, "I want to be a part of that, can I go?"   Being a minor, I really wasn't supposed to go - many feared that I would just be in the way. But, mom worked it out through people she knew, and before I had a chance to fully pack my bag, the plane took off and I was on it.  It was fun - seeing people (us) working together, helping strangers. I loved meeting the people we helped. We gutted countless houses - tearing down drywall and filling dumpster after dumpster with their ruined belongings.  During the last 3 days of our stay there, we gutted a bar, and I remember everyone just chilling out on the last evening drinking alcohol and talking about the trip. I, of course, was enjoying a bottled water, but I LOVED feeling included and appreciated for all the work I put forward.  Of course, the whole thing wasn't all fun and warm-fuzzy-hearts...  there was real, true saddness invloved - I'll never forget the teddy bear that floated atop some muck in one house, where the little girl had passed away during the downpour.  I wanted to bring that teddy bear home - but my cohorts advised against it, reminding me of the smell and filth that it had become.  I guess I still had some "kid" left in me, even while I was among others serving out of my home state and away from family... away from anybody that I knew, really.

Anyway!

My life of service continues. I hope that this BBF we have created turns into something great. Something monumental and important. I hope to be a part of it's growth for as long as the Lord deems it necessary for me to be a part of it - and then, I hope to move onto the next great thing.  My only goal in this life is make a TON of money so that I can give it ALL away.   Seriously.  No matter where I'm at in life, I know that someone, somewhere will ALWAYS have it worse than I do.

So there's me tootin' my own horn again. I guess just trying to explain where my love and desire for local service projects comes from.  A bit of history in there too - in case you cared.

Thanks for reading! Maybe I'll get back with the blogging world again before long.

Monday, May 3, 2010

Thirteen Days Left

There are thirteen days left until the 5K event that my husband and I dreamed up last October.
Here are 13 random facts:
  1. I wish I had been a better blogger throughout this whole process. I can't believe 7 months have gone by and I have only a handful of posts about this journey. Bad Maggie, Bad.
  2. People (individuals as well as companies) are STILL donating money or resources. The event is only 13 days away and these people are still giving. They're not getting a lot of advertising in return for their generocity. And yet, they still give.  This humbles me.
  3. I few people have openly said that the 5K event that is only 13 days away now is going to be their very first 5K race EVER. This humbles me to no end. They believe in us, in what we're doing and why we're doing it. THESE are the kinds of people that I want to make most proud.
  4. There is a core group of volunteers who work their tail feathers off to make this happen. They give and give and give.  They make me feel inadequate. They're fearless and relentless, all because they're inspired and moved. This humbles me.
  5. God is using our non-profit foundation to help change a little piece of this community. I am humbled.
  6. Somehow, on May 16, a symphony is going to happen. It will look like a three ring circus as we set up at 6am, but will become a symphony at 8am and at 9am it will be tear-down mess that will need sorting later.  The symphony will be worth the sorting out mess that lies ahead. I keep telling myself that, hoping it to be true.
  7. At least two churches here in our small town are "all in" with this event.  One has been our main sponsor for a long long time and are doing what they can to ease the workload. Another is actually having worship out at the park to show their support for us and are buying us bagels for the event.  God is up to some serious goodness - and I'm a part of it! I'm lucky. And humbled. 
  8. I have the vision, the organization abilities to delegate and schedule things, the ambition to gain information and communicate it well...   but, if I'm not getting my hands dirty, making solicitation calls or visiting with folks in person, I feel like I'm failing.  Why do I share this with you? Ah, shucks - I dunno - I guess because blogging is cheaper than therapy? 
  9. Phone conversations are hard for me. Emails and texts are old hat, easy peasy. I'm a Gen X kid. Yep.
  10. The book of Philippians is an amazing source of strength for me when things/conversations/meetings/to-do lists wear me out.
  11. Julia has swimming lessons in June. :)  I'm sooooo looking forward to June! We're going to have a big party, and we're going to wrap things up for the "year" and we're going to dream about next year and we're going to chill on the hammock and we're going to spend lots of QT with our girls and we're gonna go to church together like, almost every week! Yay for June!
  12. I worry too much about what other people think of me. I've always been this way and I've known that it's wrong, but I still do it anyway!  Again - blogging is just cheaper than going to therapy. Who has time for therapy these days anyway? 
  13. I'm making a moderate change in my behavior. I'm being more intentional about my word choices, and have decided that I will TRY to no longer use the word Love for anything besides another person. (No more of OMGOSH I LOVE ICE CREAM!)  The word LIKE will suffice.
That is all. Thank you for your interest and your time. Goodnight.

OMWORD only 13 days left? Really!?!

hum·ble

 [huhm-buhl, uhm-]
having a feeling of insignificance, inferiority, subservience, etc.: In the presence of so many world-famous writers I felt very humble.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Spoiled

It's a New Year, and while all my blogging friends are writing about their goals for the new year, their favorite memories of the past year, and all things related to resolutions and goals, I'm going to share with you a story.

Once upon a time there was an old, crotchety daycare worker. (Maybe not as "old" nor as "crotchety"as she feels sometimes, but no young Spring bird, either.)

This "daycare mom," as she called herself, found herself to be working overtime every week for more than a year. She didn't mind so much - for she loved her job.  The days were often long, and sometimes very hard, but they were always fun and rewarding.  Time always passed quickly in this dayhome, because the daycare mom made sure that everybody stayed busy with crafts, activities, music, and books.  Boredom was not allowed here, and neither was watching TV nor playing unsupervised. 

Over the course of a year or two,  the daycare mom somehow surrounded herself with some really generous, Christian, child-loving people. And these people became her employers, her partners on the job, and her very best friends.  She felt "lucky" to be so well situated in her business, but more than just "luck" she knew she was blessed. 

The daycare mom was always showered with compliments about how well she did her job. She took pride in her work, but never felt very deserving of all the love and attention she would get from the people around her. In particular, the parents of the children she cared for on a daily basis were always quick to show love and appreciation for all the hard work that this daycare mom put in.

Despite the daycare mom's love and passion for child-created arts and crafts, there was one winter season where the children were coming home empty-handed, with nary a craft to show off for mom and dad.  The daycare lady felt badly about this - but getting projects completed just seemed nearly impossible -- with child illnesses lingering, winter weather storms brewing outside (thus, much pent up energy exhibited by the wee ones, which requires more large motor activities and less planned, thought-out crafts), and other contributing factors. The daycare mom actually sent all four daycare kiddos home on the Wednesday before a Friday Christmas without even a gift to put under the tree... neither for the child's parents nor from the daycare mom to the child.  This really threw the daycare mom into a tizzy - she felt so awful for having neglected the spirit of Christmas juuuust enough to fail to present any gifts for the children to take home for sharing on Christmas day.

While the daycare mom just continued to procrastinate and pout about all this, the real meaning of Christmas hit her right upside the head, between the eyes, and delivered a blow so gently hard that she wept for nearly two days.  You see, while the daycare mom was stressing out and getting sad about her wee little clients not having gifts from her under their trees at home, the parents of those wee little clients were bustling behind the scenes to provide a very special gift for the daycare mom.

The next Monday (the first working day after the Christmas holiday, mind you) the daycare mom started her day like any other.  It was a bit strange because more than half the clients had called off for the day - either due to illness or a just a change in scheduling plans.  But, that wasn't going to stop the daycare mom from doing her job - and so she planned, sanitized, cleaned, prepared, and greeted her day just like any other day on the job.  Little did she know, that in just a few hours - she was going to be whisked away by a very good friend and treated to a full one-hour massage, a paid-for lunch at one of her favorite restaurants, and a lovely pedicure to finish the day.

Indeed the parents who employ daycare mom took it upon themselves to plan a whole day of pampering and showering with love for daycare mom.  Arrangements were made for the children who were to be in care that day, gift certificates were bought, massage appointments were made, timing and logistics were arranged, and all of this conspiring took place with very little hints to the daycare mom, which made the whole pampering day even more special. No worries were bestowed upon daycare mom - all arrangements were decided upon and daycare mom's only duty was to go - be pampered - have fun - and enjoy.

Imagine the appreciation and love that was felt that day.  And, really, every day henceforth.  Daycare mom finds herself feeling inadequate and yet inspired to work harder, play better, organize smarter, and plan more so that she can do her job even better now than before.

The gift of appreciation and love that poured out from the children's parents to the daycare mom was unmeasurable.  After the day of being pampered and spoiled, the daycare mom enjoyed a long (planned) weekend vacation with her family during the week between Christmas and New Years - and found herself, all the while, reflecting fondly of her friends and co-workers.... wondering how she could ever express her gratitude properly.  She's not just thankful for the day of pampering - but she's so indebted to her caring friends and is overwhelmed by their thoughtfulness.

And now, it's been nearly a week since daycare mom has been submerged in any kind of routine or consistency, and daycare mom is anxiously waiting for Monday so that she can see all the children and get back to work.  Daycare mom can't wait to earn her distinction as the best darn daycare provider in all the land. She can't wait to work hard and show herself that she is, indeed, worthy of all the sweet gestures bestowed upon her.  And most of all, she can't wait to show her gratitude to her employers by just being a stellar employee while doing what she loves to do...



.... To Be Continued

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The worst day

Yesterday was a very bad day.

I had been anticipating the day for a while because it was the first day of enrollment for the "new kid." The business is doing very well - all the kiddos are about the same age, ranging from 22 months old to 26 months old - with Julia as my assistant at her tender age of 4. But yesterday was going to be my first day with a FULL HOUSE - five 2 year olds and Julia. I was both nervous about it, and super excited about it - finally, we'd have enough kiddos to do some really fun things... like playing with the new parachute that I purchased a few weeks ago... like playing duck-duck-goose... like having a real full-on classroom. But still - who in their right minds looks forward to a day with five two year olds without a little bit of apprehension, right? :)

On Sunday night, while running, we ran into one of my newer charges who told me that she would not be bringing her son in on Monday because he'd been running a fever all weekend. I listened to her story, apologized for her son's illness, and went about my way praying for M's health while silently grumbling about how my first full day was going to have to be a first full day, minus one.

Little did I know this was the beginning.

You see, this boy who wasn't going to be here on Monday due to his weekend fever - well, his family is friends with ours and we spend quite a bit of time with them on a weekly basis. And, I come to find out late Monday morning that, whatever the boy had that induced a high fever over the weekend? Was now something that we've inadvertently shared with the rest of the kids who visit my house.

Ugh, my Monday was filled with irritated children, fevers, advil, tylenol, motrin, on and off napping, children refusing to eat, children not drinking anything, calls to parents, email conversations, worry, worry, prayer, worry, prayer and more prayer and worry.

I ended up sending two of the three kiddos home. All four of the toddlers that come here have the same virus. This plain ole S U C K S. I feel horrible that they're all sick. I feel terrible that they're miserable and suffering fevers. I feel worse that they all probably got sick from each other while in my care. Yesterday was by far the worst day I have ever had as a childcare provider. Sending children home one-by-one and communicating about the illness with all the parents is something I hope to never relive.

I'm so happy that it was just a fever virus, that there were no other symptoms to relate to it. Hopefully everybody will be able to snap out of this within the next day or two. I just keep praying for health and wellness. I'm taking every precaution I can think of to make sure this doesn't happen again any time soon... but no matter how well established our hand-washing routines are, no matter how much I sanitize toys, no matter how careful I am about spreading germs... when you get 2 or more kiddos together, sharing the same toys, the same furniture, the same space and air... a total wipeout virus like this one is still possible. Kids learn to share everything ...icky sicky germs included, like it or not.

Yesterday might have been my worst day so far, but that doesn't mean that today can't be our best. We'll take what we're given and make the most of it!

Monday, May 25, 2009

How embarrassing

I have two blogs - mostly because I want to pretend that I have a normal life outside the business. I try and keep all my kids-are-so-cutsie-look-at-me-and-what-we're-learning stuff to a minimum around here, because ...well, let's face it, this blog here is for my sanity. I love my computer because all of my great friends live in it.

Anyway, I went to a fabulous childcare-related class about science and preschool and while we were there, we were encouraged to share a lot. We talked about the stuff we were learning about, and we talked about stuff we've experienced on the job, and we talked about random stuff - like my blog. And while I was boasting about my high-tech way to share daycare-related things with the families that I provide care for, I inadvertently gave the whole class this blog address. Like, this one here - instead of the one where I actually talk about the business, over here.

Ahh - oh well. Just because my blog address was written on the dry-erase board for the whole class (15 or so?) to see, doesn't mean anybody actually wrote it down and is going to visit, right?

At any rate, if you are here visiting and wondering, UHM what the heck - where's the daycare crap? Well, it's over here. Sorry about that!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Grouchy

Like every other human being on this great planet, I get cranky from time to time.
Today is one of those times.

And being cranky while providing childcare? Not easy.

Three toddlers 2 and under and one preschooler challenge me on my good days. But today, I'm feeling grouchy for no particular reason and the kids think it's cool to imitate.

That means we're all grouchy.



And it's only noon.

Hopefully a root beer and some chocolate will cheer my butt up. Otherwise? It's going to be a looong afternoon. Happy Tuesday, y'all.