… Since I began working at my new job and I love it. I know. It sounds weird to say it, and it’s weird to even think it. After so many years of hating what I did, and quite frankly at times being embarrassed with it, I feel a little reluctant to tell the whole world about my new gig because I really should have done this years ago and, well, bragging makes me uncomfortable.
I have employees, I have challenges, responsibilities and right now I’m working less hours than I did in my former place of employment. The people that report to me are educated, motivated and really know their stuff. It’s refreshing!
So here I am at night trying to re-cap another exciting day – my 5th day of work there and all of them I was sick! First there was the annoying little cough, then the runny nose / watery eyes, more than annoying cough, and today – after almost throwing up at 5am – I went to the office with a very runny nose, going between chills and being hot, and with a sore throat and wicked cough. Now, at 8:30pm I am eying my bed, with a terrible headache, a cold cup of tea and a pile of paperwork to sort through.
This cold began with UrbanMummy – probably from being the kids taxi for a week – then she gave it to the kids. All three of them gave it to me, and now, the kids nanny. So how odd is it that UrbanMummy is the healthy one today who sent the nanny back to her bed to sleep for most of the day so she could go back to Mom’s taxi, while I dragged my dying carcass into the office.
All that being said… We had an interesting weekend this past weekend with 2 little boys who are not eating that well, but have been sleeping more than expected. Well, maybe not sleeping but napping for sure. Stewie, for example is good for a 2 hour nap if tired, but Linus, who according to UM “doesn’t nap”, napped for almost 2 hours a day over the weekend and still had a good nights’ sleep each night. Of course, he was horrible during the day – not eating, throwing his toys and antagonizing his brother. He went to bed last night and tonight without any toys in his room because he was throwing them and hitting his mother.
Any suggestions to keep him from hitting?
Stewie – having his own issues – spent time in his crib having a “I’m almost 2-years old” meltdown, which UM videotaped. It was funny. He was in control but out of control. He was more upset about her videotaping him and was caught on tape yelling, “NO PICTURES”. Priceless.
It’s been fun.
And on a great note; I am going to shamelessly plug Urban Mummy’s jewelry store. Her Etsy store. Her URL is embellisheddesigns.etsy.com. She made it all herself… All of it.