Last week I told a parent that I would not open early for her so she could make it to tee ball for her son. I just changed my hours and didn't want to start taking on more because I am tired already. Anyway, now both the parents are treating me with the silent treatment and making it very uncomfortable at drop off and pick up. Every day I tell myself it will be different. I keep up the conversation on my part, I smile and tell them about his day and try to stay upbeat, while they look at me with glaring eyes and very few words if any at all. It just kills me because I do so much for them. I have their child for 50 hours a week for $120. and they want more. I teach him preschool, which he is now starting to read and can do sign language.
My husband tells me not to say anything because he will be leaving in August. I am just so mad and hurt. It seems when I am doing what everyone else likes, then things are fantastic and when I don't then ,well, not fantastic.
My husband tells me not to say anything because he will be leaving in August. I am just so mad and hurt. It seems when I am doing what everyone else likes, then things are fantastic and when I don't then ,well, not fantastic.

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