My job.... And I ... Have a love hate relationship. Sometimes I'm a die hard and others I'm like... Ya no thank you.
All in all... I'm starting to realize the wondrous blessing of this job. You see, i constantly preach positivity. Positive support for my clients and parents is what I am. I teach people to embrace the littlest positive outcomes and in return they will see the big ones.
I've started to realize the change in my own mindset. And I realized this is not just a job anymore... It's improving my own mental health.
Some days I don't get dressed or feel pretty, but my babies needs are met and I cleaned up or read books all day, or even made my tired husband dinner. Those are small victories! I brushed my teeth, woohoo!
When I'm feeling Whiney about not having every waking project in my house finished, or not being able to afford something...I stop and think ... I have a full pantry, a loving husband, and a beautiful baby. The struggling single mother I work with would give anything for a helping husband who
works full time and a full pantry to feed her kid. I've got it made!!! When I preach to celebrate the small victories to my families, I need to stop and take my own advice!
What a blessing it is that I ONE .. Have a job! And TWO it's blessing my own life.
I'm feeling grateful. Even though some days I hate that I have to work and leave my baby... It's best for myself.