Today was another long day. The morning started out great at work, but come the evening it was quite frustrating yet again. I keep holding on to the hope that something will change and make things easier, but that doesn't seem to be happening. Sometimes I have wonderful sweet moments with the children where they are smiling and hugging me. But other times I wonder if God made them so cute just to keep people from killing them.
When times have gotten bad at work, I keep asking myself "why didn't I go into publishing? Why did I have to choose a job in early childhood education?!" But then I think of Pickle. Pickle is my motivation to stay. There are many valuable skills I can learn from this job that can apply to my future baby. What better time to learn how to handle children in all forms and all situations then now before I have a baby of my own? Sometimes the children I work with can absolutely scare the idea of having children right out of me. But I figure, if I can learn to handle 10 fussy children, one will be no problem. Granted, it will be my own baby, so when Pickle gets fussy and is there 24-7, it will weigh on me pretty heavily. But either way, Pickle is my motivation to stay and wade through the madness that is my job.
On a fun note, I wrote a children's song called "I am a seed" that our class will perform at the harvest fest this Halloween. When I first came up with it, it was just a quick way to get the kids to settle down during circle time. But today my lead asked if I could type it up and let them sing it for the festival. It's funny how I keep finding myself on a stage no matter where I go in life! I guess music will always be a leading factor in my direction.
I heard there was a secret cord that Pickle played and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music do you?
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