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I know there have been several venting threads, you heard it all before, but it's my turn!
I believe I am OVER THIS! Here comes my list of complaints.
I have been doing this(home daycare) for 5 months and have gained 15 lbs! I have nothing to wear. I can only wear sweats and a tshirt, because of muffin top.
I used to wake up early and workout, but lately I haven't been rolling out of bed more than 15 minutes before the first dck shows up. The mother has had to call my phone and wake me up 3 times from the front door(yesterday was the third morning). My husband asked why I never wake up, and drink coffee with him before he leaves anymore. I couldn't figure out why until the other morning. He said, 'Are you getting up with me?" I started to get out of bed, then I got back under the blanket and thought, "the earlier I get up, the longer I have to stay at this house today!" and went back to sleep.
I am sooooo tired of being at home ALL OF THE TIME! I watch as all the neighborhood SAHMs put their own little ones in their cars and leave for the day, AND I WANT THAT! I try to take the dcks on outing, but I will not go into detail about that.
A part of me wants to continue because it's good money. I get to go shopping, but I CAN'T fit my clothes! The dcks are cute, but I am tired of constantly telling them don't do this. don't touch that. Get off that. Come here. Why didn't you poop in the toilet? Give it! Be nice! I have given up on even telling my own children not to do things because I am so tired of going over it all day.
Last week I went camping with my own family. My four your old stood on a rock and started dancing. I wanted to tell her to get down, but I thought she probably won't hurt herself and I am tired of telling people not to do things! She fell, hit her head, and got poked with all of those little sticker plant thingies that grow in the country. I haven't combed my hair this week, but I put on makeup this morning to balance the look out...
I am over it..I believe, but my husband thinks I just stay home and play with babies all day, and that I should not be complaining. We really don't need the money. I think he just enjoys the EXTRA income, and I do too. A part of me loves this as well, but home daycare is very different from working in a preschool. I feel unappreciated by parents, I spend a lot of out of pocket money. I don't get a lunch break to go to Starbucks...
The more I type, the more I feel like I am complaining like a spoiled brat. I may not be wording this right, or putting the right complaints out there, but I feel like I am living a nightmare. Thanksgiving, we went to my MIL. I was so anxious because I never get out and talk to adults. I thought I would say something wrong, that I would embarass myself. I kept asking my husband to leave until his mom offered me a shot of vodka.. then I came around. I don't want to go to my husband's company Christmas party because I feel fat and socially awkward... I'm over this...
Oh yeah and there is one little girl that is fairly good all day, but whenever a parent shows up she starts slipping out of the front door, and down the sidewalk. I talk to her about it before each pick up. She says she will not do it again. I repremend her when parents are here. I pretty much have the children under control all day, but she makes me look like and out of control loser at each pick up.. I have to go out and get her. She won't come in. doesn't listen to me. She undoes all of the hard work I do. She did this one day on a field trip to the park in front of another parent. She ran into the street, climbed on things. I had to literally get in her face, for her to stop. The mom that went on the field trip with me has been uneasy ever since, like I can't handle the kids. She has been acting wierd and picking her child up early. there is so much more to say..but for now I am done complaining..thanks for listening.
I thought I would be doing this for a long time. We will be moving soon, and I am looking for a house that is big enough to take in more kids. I am not sure what part of me still wants to do this or what I can do to make myself less miserable in the future. I think it is the fact that I know that if I am not doing this I will be working for someone else doing the same thing for a lot less money, with a lot less control, but with a smaller waist line, and a white chocolate mocha.... Ok I am really done typing..Thanks
I believe I am OVER THIS! Here comes my list of complaints.
I have been doing this(home daycare) for 5 months and have gained 15 lbs! I have nothing to wear. I can only wear sweats and a tshirt, because of muffin top.
I used to wake up early and workout, but lately I haven't been rolling out of bed more than 15 minutes before the first dck shows up. The mother has had to call my phone and wake me up 3 times from the front door(yesterday was the third morning). My husband asked why I never wake up, and drink coffee with him before he leaves anymore. I couldn't figure out why until the other morning. He said, 'Are you getting up with me?" I started to get out of bed, then I got back under the blanket and thought, "the earlier I get up, the longer I have to stay at this house today!" and went back to sleep.
I am sooooo tired of being at home ALL OF THE TIME! I watch as all the neighborhood SAHMs put their own little ones in their cars and leave for the day, AND I WANT THAT! I try to take the dcks on outing, but I will not go into detail about that.
A part of me wants to continue because it's good money. I get to go shopping, but I CAN'T fit my clothes! The dcks are cute, but I am tired of constantly telling them don't do this. don't touch that. Get off that. Come here. Why didn't you poop in the toilet? Give it! Be nice! I have given up on even telling my own children not to do things because I am so tired of going over it all day.
Last week I went camping with my own family. My four your old stood on a rock and started dancing. I wanted to tell her to get down, but I thought she probably won't hurt herself and I am tired of telling people not to do things! She fell, hit her head, and got poked with all of those little sticker plant thingies that grow in the country. I haven't combed my hair this week, but I put on makeup this morning to balance the look out...
I am over it..I believe, but my husband thinks I just stay home and play with babies all day, and that I should not be complaining. We really don't need the money. I think he just enjoys the EXTRA income, and I do too. A part of me loves this as well, but home daycare is very different from working in a preschool. I feel unappreciated by parents, I spend a lot of out of pocket money. I don't get a lunch break to go to Starbucks...
The more I type, the more I feel like I am complaining like a spoiled brat. I may not be wording this right, or putting the right complaints out there, but I feel like I am living a nightmare. Thanksgiving, we went to my MIL. I was so anxious because I never get out and talk to adults. I thought I would say something wrong, that I would embarass myself. I kept asking my husband to leave until his mom offered me a shot of vodka.. then I came around. I don't want to go to my husband's company Christmas party because I feel fat and socially awkward... I'm over this...
Oh yeah and there is one little girl that is fairly good all day, but whenever a parent shows up she starts slipping out of the front door, and down the sidewalk. I talk to her about it before each pick up. She says she will not do it again. I repremend her when parents are here. I pretty much have the children under control all day, but she makes me look like and out of control loser at each pick up.. I have to go out and get her. She won't come in. doesn't listen to me. She undoes all of the hard work I do. She did this one day on a field trip to the park in front of another parent. She ran into the street, climbed on things. I had to literally get in her face, for her to stop. The mom that went on the field trip with me has been uneasy ever since, like I can't handle the kids. She has been acting wierd and picking her child up early. there is so much more to say..but for now I am done complaining..thanks for listening.
I thought I would be doing this for a long time. We will be moving soon, and I am looking for a house that is big enough to take in more kids. I am not sure what part of me still wants to do this or what I can do to make myself less miserable in the future. I think it is the fact that I know that if I am not doing this I will be working for someone else doing the same thing for a lot less money, with a lot less control, but with a smaller waist line, and a white chocolate mocha.... Ok I am really done typing..Thanks
MnMum married to DH 9 years
Or, you could find something mindless to do like retail where you can talk to endless people all day.
I was uneasy about my decision at first, wondering if it was for the best but now that it gets closer - I am SO happy about my decision. I have been putting my life on hold while doing homecare. We have been wanting to have another baby but it's not that easy. I want my time with a baby and not be chasing after other people's kids in the process.
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