So, I’ve decided to babysit kids in my home as a part-time job. I start watching two this week, and maybe another one soon thereafter. Five kids all together (including mine)? Piece of cake. Well .. ask me again after I’ve actually kept them for a whole day.
I’m still toying with the idea of going to nursing school p/t at night. At least it would give me another career to work towards when the kids are in school.
And that’s what this is all about … I just want to be here until the kids are in school full-time. And that’s 3 1/2 years away, give or take depending on preschool.
The little devil on my shoulder tells me that I’m throwing my current career away. And that may be true … but I just don’t care. Unless I can find another job situation that benefits my kids more than this … it just ain’t happenin’.
Let me back up and give some background here: I worked in the publishing industry for about six years, mostly in editing/writing. When I had my son in 2003, I started working out of my house (for the same company). It was a challenge, but it was workable with one child. After Mikaela was born in 2005, it’s been a different story, though: my dilemma has been that I need to earn money, but childcare for two kids is EXPENSIVE. I mean, $800 on the really low end and $1600 on the higher end.
So, after taking about 9 months off after Mikaela’s birth, I went back to work full-time in my field, working second-shift. I thought it was the perfect answer to our problems – a job that let my husband and I take on most of the childcare responsibilities ourselves (although we did use a babysitter for about 10 hours a week to cover the overlap in our work schedules).
What it ended up meaning is that my husband and I were both stressed because we were both working long hours and then being the kids’ sole childcare provider for all of our other waking hours. My husband and I rarely saw each other. The situation was just so stressful, it just got to the point where it wasn’t worth it. That combined with some personality conflicts at work .. and it just wasn’t working out.
So, this last May I started working out of my home doing freelance web design and marketing. Yes, I’m crazy. No, it didn’t work. No, I don’t know why I thought I could swing working at home while caring for TWO toddlers.
So, now I’ve decided to try the childcare-in-my-home route. It pays very little, but hey, I’ll be with my kids, and that’s worth much more than having a new car, or a house, or even nice clothes. It’s a season of my life … and as much as it hurts one part of me to step away from my career path, I’m embarking on something that feels a lot more important and significant in terms of the big picture. (So, then why don’t people value childcare providers more?)