4.) A memorable day at work.
His name was James and he was the first child in my home daycare that I had serious reservations with. I could not warm up to him. I’m convinced that human to human, our personality’s were never meant to get along. The problem was I was a 30 year old daycare provider and he was two. A baby.
He was not pleasurable to be around. It was the terrible twos like nothing I’d ever seen before. He kicked and screamed and hurt other children. He slobbered and yelled. He was the child that made me wonder if I was in the right profession. How could I not like a two year old? Why couldn’t I calm him? How could a two year old ruin my entire day? Every. Day.
A TWO YEAR OLD!
So one particularly tantrum filled day I decided maybe I had been handling him all wrong. These kids who throw tantrum after tantrum are exactly the ones who need to be loved on a little more. I had been letting him deter me and that was just feeding his anger. I needed to love him. I needed to force the love.
He woke up screaming from his nap as usual and I quickly knelt by his side, whispered sweet nothings and swept his hair away from his sweaty brow. “It’s okay buddy, I’m right here!” I decided he needed hugs, “come here you! come sit on the couch with me and we’ll snuggle…”
I picked him up and wrapped my arms around him, “ssshhh it’s okay little guy…”
And then he threw up all over me.
ALL. OVER. ME.
I’m not sure what kind of message he was trying to send me through his puke, but I’m pretty positive it wasn’t a nice one.
He went home early that day.
The Prompts:
1.) Share a Whitney Houston song that meant something to you.
2.) Just when you didn’t think things could get worse…how did they get worse?
3.) Create a reverse bucket list that names the top ten things you never want to do.
4.) A memorable day at work.
5.) Share a story about a sibling.