Join the pity party!

Yep, I'm having a pity party for myself. I am just having a bad week and can't focus on anything.

I had a good weekend; we went to the Peoria Air Show and Avery loved the planes. I got a concussion from hitting my head on a Cessna wing's support beam. That wasn't fun and still isn't fun. I got to go see a movie with Bryon and one of my favorite people, Matt. We saw Inception and while it made me sick because of the concussion, it was a pretty good movie.

I am just lost with my career at the moment; I feel since I got back from maternity leave that I haven't been able to catch up and do the job I can do. I have been thinking a lot about where I want to go with this job, and while I love what I do, many schools in this area have mixed feelings about my current employer and that makes my experience (no matter how good it is), well, crappy. I can't be a good recruiter if I don't try other places and gain more perspectives...

Yesterday it all boiled over...there are times I hate being a board member and a parent at the same time and this time topped them all. My daughter's favorite teacher is leaving to be a nanny for a family who used to go to the daycare. Now, I don't know any background about the family and teacher (like if they've known each other for a long time), but it was kind of crappy because the family pulled their kids out of daycare so the mom could stay at home. And now she's taking probably the most-loved teacher out of school...now money is probably a huge factor because daycare teachers don't make a lot. But I know my child isn't going to be the only one devastated by this. I sat in the living room last night and cried and cried because I know when Avery's having a bad day, her favorite teacher helps her through it. If Avery can't fall asleep, it's her favorite teacher that rubs her back. Her teacher got married and was jgone for two weeks just a few weeks ago and Avery had a hard time. Maybe I'm making a big deal out of nothing- I know kids adapt to change well, but I think this is going to be hard on Avery, the school and of course me.

I need to stop writing because I'm crying again and crying makes my headache and dizziness worse. Ugh. Where is Friday?