OT

For those of you that don't know what that means, that means overtime and lots of it. Basically since I've started at the daycare I've been getting at least 2 hrs of ot each week. That starts to add up over time. (No pun intended.) Recently, it's been taking a toll on my body. I haven't been eating the best and working out has more or less become a thing of the past. I'm trying to get back on the working out thing, but I'm so exhausted when I get home I don't do it and in the morning I have no motivation since I'm freezing cold. But this post is not about that. This post is about what happened last night.

On a typical day my hours start at 830 and end at 6. I'm usually out the door at about 6 give or take a few minutes. Well last night, my coteacher and I were the last 2 stuck with 3 boys. 2 of which were brothers. We got a call from one boys father and he said he would be there about 630, so I knew right then and there this was going to be a long night. There was still no sign of the brothers mother so I called her at 605 and she apparently fell asleep and was on her way and would be there soon. It was now 635 and the one boy was long gone and we were still waiting on her. So my coteacher called her this time and she said she was 2 mintues away, when in fact, she was 10 minutes away. So I was at work until 645!!! I was quite angry. I guess I don't understand how you forget your child, or how you fall asleep and don't set an alarm to make sure you get them. I don't understand how parents think it's ok to leave your child there, do you think that we just stay overnight and don't have our own lives? Thats what irks me! Hopefully today won't be as bad...we have picture day. Should be loads of fun!


Peace&Love
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