Crap List

The training goes on...and on...and on. It's been a good week at work. I've met a lot of the kids that I will care for and I have a pretty good grip on what is expected of me. I'll have another week of training and then I think I will be on my own. Everyone has been SOOOOO nice and helpful and has offered to help me out if I need any advice, ever. It's nice to feel so welcomed and loved by everyone.

This lass week I was on Halea's crap list. She wanted nothing to do with me and would only let daddy help her. Last night she had a change of heart and wanted mama cuddles. It felt nice to have my girl back. I know it's hard on her. She has only ever known having mama at home, so this is a big adjustment for her. I know she is in loving, capable hands with daddy, though. And yes, Daddy is not mama, but he's also not Andre Mulroy.

One of the followers of this blog, who shall remain unnamed (go check the comments if you're curious) mentioned that my dream job may have come a few years too early. 1 1/2 actually. I know this is where I am supposed to be. Nothing that led me to this job could have happened by chance. It's a huge blessing for our family. Adjustments are necessary and expected any time growth occurs.