One year ago, I was a senior in college, newly engaged, searching for a job, planning a wedding, and trying to figure out where David and I were going to end up. Today, I am in a completely new place, married, where I knew no one but my husband, no longer in The South, and surrounded by a completely different environment.
I was born and raised in San Antonio- the hill country, hot, humid, beautiful. I moved to Lubbock to pursue my education- brown, flat, dry, hot, windy. But there was something so beautiful about Lubbock that I don't think I will see anywhere else- the sunrises and the sunsets. Unbelievable. Now, we live in Aurora, Colorado- mountains line my view to the west, hills all around, really dry, snow....in OCTOBER!
Needless to say, just the environment is a huge change. On top of that, add in that we came here knowing no one, and me on a search for what I want to do with my life. David had a plan- work in the youth department at our church and go to Denver Seminary. Me- no clue. Can I just say that a degree in Human Development and Family Studies is literally THE WORST degree to have no clue what you want to do with your life. You have zero business experience with that degree, which is what everyone is looking for, oh, and experience. Who on earth has experience coming out of college?! NO ONE! I can't get experience unless you give me a chance, comprende?
So, in desperate need of a job, I pursued what I knew I could get a job in- childcare. Here's what I have learned in my four months of working in a child development center, in the potty training room:
- It takes a very special person to want to be around 15-20 two and a half year olds all day.
- Being in the potty training room sucks. You get these kids potty trained, woohoo! one less kid to change every two hours, and then they move them out of your room and send you some new child who is terrified of the bathroom. You're stuck in the potty training phase!
- Patience
- True joy. These kids have no worries and the smiles on their faces are pure and genuine.
Seriously though, I think the most important thing that I have learned, which I hate to say, is that if I continue to work here, I am not going to want children. I so wish that I could be someone to work with these children all day every day, but 15 toddlers is hard. I have such a strong desire to be a mom and stay home with and raise mine and David's kids; which I think is so different than working in childcare. But it killed me to come to that realization and admit it. The thought that I could not want children killed me. I have to get out. Now.
So, now I am on the job hunt...again. And it stinks. Remember how I said HDFS was the worst degree to not know what you want to do? I still believe that. You'd think it would be great- "Oh I can do anything that involves people!". Do you have any business classes that you've taken? No. Accounting? No. PR? No NO NO NO NO! I am not qualified for any job that I apply for. But does that stop me, you bet it doesn't.
Until I can find another job, I will continue in the potty training room (pray for me to continue to want children). Who knows how long it will be.
(I'm in the process of thinking of a cool way to end these things, so for now you get this comment in parenthesis)
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