I don’t work a 9-5 job

No I don’t work a 9-5 job, I work an 8-6 job, 4 days a week, but don’t you dare tell me it’s a ‘dead’ job, that I’m wasting my time, that I work to get by.

I am a nursery practitioner, now isn’t that another thing for people to judge. Yes, I spend my days changing nappies, dealing with crying children and talking in a high pitched voice 39 hours a week. But my god I wouldn’t have it any other way, I am 19 years old and I have all the qualities a loving caring mother does without actually being a mother.

I know every single child’s care needs, emotional needs and social needs without even thinking about it. I know how to deal with children when they are feeling sad and emotional, I show them care and affection, but please go on and tell me how my job is useless and a waste of time.

I go home from work exhausted feeling like a mother of 30 after feeding them all, playing with them all, laughing at their nonsense jokes . I know every single nursery rhyme along with the makaton signs, I know all the words to ‘we’re going on a bear hunt’ without even looking at the book, I know most children’s favourite colour, favourite animal, favourite story book. And it’s worth it, because by the time they are nearly five I’m waving them off to go to big school and I’m waving goodbye to a child who I supported and watched grow into an independent, bright child.

And I am so happy. I am happy because every day I am watching these little 3 year old’s grow and develop, I go home and my hand aches because suddenly one of the children has had a language boom and I’ve sat and wrote 3 A4 observations on everything they tell me. But I am lucky enough to observe that and at the end of the day I get to see the pride beam from a mother or fathers face when I tell them what their child achieved that day.

I go home with green paint stuck in the creases of my glasses that I can’t get out for months, I go home with grass stains on my white top because one of the children wanted to play tag.

Don’t you tell me that I don’t work hard because god I work so, so, so hard, and I love it, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Don’t tell me how you dream to explore and couldn’t see yourself ‘stuck’ in a full time job.

That’s okay, you do that, if that’s your dream then you go out and do it! But for so many years I knew I wanted a job working with children, so I’m already working my dream.

Yes I work an 8-6 job, and I love it.

Codie xx

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3 thoughts on “I don’t work a 9-5 job

  1. My younger sister is also 19 and a nanny. She loves it. Let me just say a couple of things: 1) you have a job! You are 19 and making your own way in life and doing what you love to do. That can’t be said for everyone so keep doing what you do and take your life in the direction YOU want it to go. 2) Not everyone is gifted in the area of interacting with children day in and day out. I would have never made a good stay-at-home mom. My children were blessed with so much by having people like you in their lives. 3) You provide a “crucially” NEEDED service that allows others to do what they love (or need) to do without having to worry about the care of their children.

    I say all that to say “Thank You” for what you do. Our children are our future and it takes the love and encouragement from caring people like you to help speak into their lives. You are helping to shape their lives and that in itself is an honor and a blessing! You are a blessing!

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  2. My first love was going for her teaching credential in college because she always wanted to work with children. Right out of school she work with preschoolers and happened to find her niche. Later in life, she found out she was unable to have children of her own so that career became even more meaningful to her, if that was possible. She died in 2004. You don’t have to convince me she had a real job. Not only that, but it had more meaning to her and to the kids she taught and their parents.

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