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meganursulaOn Tuesday i have a job interview. It is for a substitute teaching position, and i've made it past a phone screen. I think i might try not to think about it very much because I will get too scared to go through with it.
Truth be told, the substitute position is not what i want, i think. There is a part-time position at the same school next year that i think is a better fit for me. I am really nervous about the unpredictability of being called in for an unplanned absence, for any variety of classes. Part-time may be the best thing - it is a small number of hours (comparatively speaking) to start easing back into the work force. But it is predictable, making it so i can set myself up for the classes and get a babysitter, etc.
But even then, i'm terrified of it. I want to do it, because i don't want to find myself ten years from now in the same position i'm in now. But i am terrified of it.
Well, suck it up, i guess.
It is a big week, what with William's school, and the interview. And Madeleine has a five-year well child on Thursday.
I couldn't get William interested in getting a new lunch box for school. I thought maybe if we did some of the things we did for Madeleine in the beginning of her year maybe he would be excited about it, but he doesn't seem to be. He acknowledges that he'd like to play with their hard-hat, but i can't get much more of a reaction out of him. We have these good days. Days when he gets a lot of one-on-one attention. Today he spent long hours with Dad, and that always helps. I think it is encouraging in some ways, because it probably means he will get out of this really difficult stage. But i find it a bit demoralizing, because it also means that i am probably not doing the right things to help us have good days. I can give him one-on-one attention, like when i took him to the locks to watch boats the other day, and have a peaceful period. But somehow it still all ends in him kicking and hitting me instead of getting buckled into his car seat.
Truth be told, the substitute position is not what i want, i think. There is a part-time position at the same school next year that i think is a better fit for me. I am really nervous about the unpredictability of being called in for an unplanned absence, for any variety of classes. Part-time may be the best thing - it is a small number of hours (comparatively speaking) to start easing back into the work force. But it is predictable, making it so i can set myself up for the classes and get a babysitter, etc.
But even then, i'm terrified of it. I want to do it, because i don't want to find myself ten years from now in the same position i'm in now. But i am terrified of it.
Well, suck it up, i guess.
It is a big week, what with William's school, and the interview. And Madeleine has a five-year well child on Thursday.
I couldn't get William interested in getting a new lunch box for school. I thought maybe if we did some of the things we did for Madeleine in the beginning of her year maybe he would be excited about it, but he doesn't seem to be. He acknowledges that he'd like to play with their hard-hat, but i can't get much more of a reaction out of him. We have these good days. Days when he gets a lot of one-on-one attention. Today he spent long hours with Dad, and that always helps. I think it is encouraging in some ways, because it probably means he will get out of this really difficult stage. But i find it a bit demoralizing, because it also means that i am probably not doing the right things to help us have good days. I can give him one-on-one attention, like when i took him to the locks to watch boats the other day, and have a peaceful period. But somehow it still all ends in him kicking and hitting me instead of getting buckled into his car seat.
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Date: 2012-10-16 05:38 am (UTC)substitute sounds terrifying but don't listen to me. I'm sure people only tell us the most lurid stories anyway
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Date: 2012-10-19 10:46 am (UTC)Alex is just starting to exhibit the strong willed behaviors you've been fighting with William; I'm a little afraid of what the next year will bring. He's already quite a handful, and I'm at a loss for how to discipline him. He has a favourite pair of pajamas (actually, we now own two identical pairs because I got tired of washing them every morning) that he's worn pretty much every night for weeks. Last night he had to wear a different pair as "punishment" for his habit of spitting at people.