Excuses

Holy cow it's been a month since I blogged last! I've got plenty of excuses, but I promise news is coming soon. The new job is going very well, I like it even more than I thought and am baffled/amazed/blessed every day that luck landed me the perfect job for a mom who really is happy being stay at home.

FFM is adjusting well to first grade. My return to work was the more difficult adjustment for him. While he's happy to be at school he also (we both) really enjoy our time together in the mornings and after school gets out. The first week of work was filled with special training and certification meetings and our schedule was so crazy that he often had to get rides to/from school with someone else. I think it finally sunk in this week that won't be the case anymore, and we're happily back in our school time routine and only ride with friends when it's a playdate day.

My official title - Health Asst.
When I work - 3 hours a day only on school days. If either F or I are sick I don't go in. This is a new position and our school has had the office staff running the school clinic for years so they handle things just fine without me. I'm there to ease their load, and they are always so appreciative when I get a project done.
What I do - manage student health records, dispense meds, and lots and lots of bandaids and ice packs.  Since that doesn't take up all of my time I assist the office staff or anybody that needs a hand that day. I don't see how I could ever get bored, it's a totally different job every single day. I'm not a nurse, but I did have to renew my CPR/AED/1st Aid. We have an actual nurse who is contracted through Children's Hospital, she covers several schools in our district so is there to answer questions and provide training and support, but she's not actually in the school to stick bandaids on boo boos.

When I took the job I was really excited to be able to work in our school with our wonderful staff but had some trepidation about dealing with sick and whiny kids all day (for a whole three hours). Turns out there really isn't any whining and it's incredibly fulfilling to fix up a hurt, sometimes crying, child and have them walk out smiling and waving. I'm learning who the actors are, who just likes to come in and visit, and who the serial minor-injury-must-have-bandaid for my microscopic cut kids are. I'm slowly getting to know more and more of the school staff, who all know who I am already since I had to stand up and get introduced at a staff meeting. So far everyone is so nice and seem to be happy working, which explains the good vibe Travis and I had when we picked this school.