I apologize in advance if I ramble on. I have a lot of thoughts going on in my head and I'm trying to straighten them out. I'm really sorry if this gets long. I hope you can understand what's going on in my head. lol
I work in childcare. I have for 16 years. I don't mean to brag, but I am very good at what I do. I have worked mainly with infants during the years, minus the first couple years when I worked with toddlers and preschoolers. I just prefer that age group, specifically 6/9-18 month olds. I just love them and they give me so much joy in my life.
Through the years I have worked in quite a few different daycare centers. It's part of this field. A few years ago a lady hired me to start up an infant room in a new church based center. She didn't work there for very long before she moved on (I can't remember the exact circumstances behind her leaving) but I ended up working there for almost 3 years. I ended up leaving b/c they hired a director that I had worked with in the past and I did not agree with her ethics, among other things. I left back in mid 2006.
Back this past September I started working at a brand new state of the art childcare center that was owned and ran by a gal I went to high school with. I worked there from the very first day it opened. I LOVED working there. It was one of the few times I have actually been excited to go to work, I loved just about everyone I worked with, especially my main co-teacher that worked in the room with me. We just meshed and most of the time we didn't even need to speak to each other, we just did our thing and our room ran perfectly smooth. All of the parents loved us.
Out of nowhere I get a call from my past boss saying that she helped open a new church based center in the church she belongs to and was wondering if I would be willing to come be her lead infant teacher. It is kind of a Montessori and Waldorf combination based center. I've worked in both and love both of them. She offered me slightly more pay than what I was currently making at the time. I decided to at least go talk to her and check out the center.
I can't say exactly why I decided to take the job. Maybe I thought they needed me more than the current place did? I think mostly it was b/c finally I would be a "lead" teacher. Even though I have so much experience, b/c I don't have a degree most places wouldn't hire me as a lead teacher. I accepted the job and gave notice to my current employer on a Thursday (I posted my resignation letter here, if any of you recall). That weekend my current boss called me up and offered me quite a bit more pay plus a lead teacher position covering both infant rooms if I would stay. I told her I would think about it. On Monday I called up my "new" boss and told her the situation and she offered me the same amount. At this point I was very torn and didn't know what to do. Eventually I decided to go ahead and take the new position and told my current boss that although I appreciated her offer I would have to decline. I told her though, that if I hated my new job I would be running right back to her.
B/c of the way things worked out, I only needed to work through the rest of that week. Thursday my son woke up with a fever, so I had to call in that morning, the day before my last day. I, with all intentions, planned to go back for my final day. I took him to the doctor and had a note and everything. The day before (on Wed) my husband came to my work to help me take home most of my belongings b/c he was busy on Thursday and Friday. I needed him to help me b/c some of my things wouldn't fit in my Stratus but he has a Jeep Grand Cherokee. Somehow in the chaos that evening I forgot to take the garbage out with me when I closed. I didn't normally close, but we were low on babies so they just had me do it and had the normal closer not come in. I swear I didn't purposefully forget the trash. I'm a very routine oriented person, and taking out the trash wasn't normally in my routine so it just slipped my mind even though I'm not one to typically forget stuff like that.
Thursday afternoon I get an email from the assistant director telling me that since I had taken my belongings home, that my son was "sick", and the fact that I forgot to take the garbage out (which made the room smell HORRIBLY in the morning btw) she figured I had no intentions of even coming back, so they found someone to work for me on Friday and not to come in. She also told me that I would be notified when my final check came in and it would be held until I dropped off my tshirts and my key card. I was very hurt with the way I was treated, but figured I made the right decision after all.
FINALLY to my point...lol...I started my new job last Monday and I regret my decision. I love the babies, but I prefer the older babies and this is a room with all infants (6 weeks to 18 months) and I just don't like working with the little babies anymore. Plus, the two people I work with have been fighting me tooth and nail from my first day. I was told by both directors that a lot of change needs to be done, and I know that one of the teachers has been there before me (they just opened in Sept also, the other teacher started two days after me) so I have no intentions of changing everything all at once...but things like doing the laundry every night instead of only once a week or not letting the babies sit on the floor and scream until they are hysterical?? I've only tried to change a couple small things so far, and every time my coworkers have ran behind my back to the director and "tattled" on me. I know it takes time to get used to a place, but I almost feel like I don't want to go back. Plus, neither of my coworkers have any childcare experience, so it just makes me mad when people treat me this way when they have no idea. The directors tell me they have my back, and say they will eventually have to just be blunt and tell them that what I say goes, but so far they have yet to prove this.
My boss was SOOO excited to have me come work for her, and I know they need me, but I just don't feel it. I wish I could go back to my last job, but with the way they treated me when I left I'm afraid they wouldn't take me back.
Sorry this was so long. I guess I just needed to vent. I don't even know if there is any advise to be given, I just needed someone to listen. They sent me home today b/c we were low on babies and I've been on the verge of tears most of the day. *sigh*
I work in childcare. I have for 16 years. I don't mean to brag, but I am very good at what I do. I have worked mainly with infants during the years, minus the first couple years when I worked with toddlers and preschoolers. I just prefer that age group, specifically 6/9-18 month olds. I just love them and they give me so much joy in my life.
Through the years I have worked in quite a few different daycare centers. It's part of this field. A few years ago a lady hired me to start up an infant room in a new church based center. She didn't work there for very long before she moved on (I can't remember the exact circumstances behind her leaving) but I ended up working there for almost 3 years. I ended up leaving b/c they hired a director that I had worked with in the past and I did not agree with her ethics, among other things. I left back in mid 2006.
Back this past September I started working at a brand new state of the art childcare center that was owned and ran by a gal I went to high school with. I worked there from the very first day it opened. I LOVED working there. It was one of the few times I have actually been excited to go to work, I loved just about everyone I worked with, especially my main co-teacher that worked in the room with me. We just meshed and most of the time we didn't even need to speak to each other, we just did our thing and our room ran perfectly smooth. All of the parents loved us.
Out of nowhere I get a call from my past boss saying that she helped open a new church based center in the church she belongs to and was wondering if I would be willing to come be her lead infant teacher. It is kind of a Montessori and Waldorf combination based center. I've worked in both and love both of them. She offered me slightly more pay than what I was currently making at the time. I decided to at least go talk to her and check out the center.
I can't say exactly why I decided to take the job. Maybe I thought they needed me more than the current place did? I think mostly it was b/c finally I would be a "lead" teacher. Even though I have so much experience, b/c I don't have a degree most places wouldn't hire me as a lead teacher. I accepted the job and gave notice to my current employer on a Thursday (I posted my resignation letter here, if any of you recall). That weekend my current boss called me up and offered me quite a bit more pay plus a lead teacher position covering both infant rooms if I would stay. I told her I would think about it. On Monday I called up my "new" boss and told her the situation and she offered me the same amount. At this point I was very torn and didn't know what to do. Eventually I decided to go ahead and take the new position and told my current boss that although I appreciated her offer I would have to decline. I told her though, that if I hated my new job I would be running right back to her.
B/c of the way things worked out, I only needed to work through the rest of that week. Thursday my son woke up with a fever, so I had to call in that morning, the day before my last day. I, with all intentions, planned to go back for my final day. I took him to the doctor and had a note and everything. The day before (on Wed) my husband came to my work to help me take home most of my belongings b/c he was busy on Thursday and Friday. I needed him to help me b/c some of my things wouldn't fit in my Stratus but he has a Jeep Grand Cherokee. Somehow in the chaos that evening I forgot to take the garbage out with me when I closed. I didn't normally close, but we were low on babies so they just had me do it and had the normal closer not come in. I swear I didn't purposefully forget the trash. I'm a very routine oriented person, and taking out the trash wasn't normally in my routine so it just slipped my mind even though I'm not one to typically forget stuff like that.
Thursday afternoon I get an email from the assistant director telling me that since I had taken my belongings home, that my son was "sick", and the fact that I forgot to take the garbage out (which made the room smell HORRIBLY in the morning btw) she figured I had no intentions of even coming back, so they found someone to work for me on Friday and not to come in. She also told me that I would be notified when my final check came in and it would be held until I dropped off my tshirts and my key card. I was very hurt with the way I was treated, but figured I made the right decision after all.
FINALLY to my point...lol...I started my new job last Monday and I regret my decision. I love the babies, but I prefer the older babies and this is a room with all infants (6 weeks to 18 months) and I just don't like working with the little babies anymore. Plus, the two people I work with have been fighting me tooth and nail from my first day. I was told by both directors that a lot of change needs to be done, and I know that one of the teachers has been there before me (they just opened in Sept also, the other teacher started two days after me) so I have no intentions of changing everything all at once...but things like doing the laundry every night instead of only once a week or not letting the babies sit on the floor and scream until they are hysterical?? I've only tried to change a couple small things so far, and every time my coworkers have ran behind my back to the director and "tattled" on me. I know it takes time to get used to a place, but I almost feel like I don't want to go back. Plus, neither of my coworkers have any childcare experience, so it just makes me mad when people treat me this way when they have no idea. The directors tell me they have my back, and say they will eventually have to just be blunt and tell them that what I say goes, but so far they have yet to prove this.
My boss was SOOO excited to have me come work for her, and I know they need me, but I just don't feel it. I wish I could go back to my last job, but with the way they treated me when I left I'm afraid they wouldn't take me back.
Sorry this was so long. I guess I just needed to vent. I don't even know if there is any advise to be given, I just needed someone to listen. They sent me home today b/c we were low on babies and I've been on the verge of tears most of the day. *sigh*