Forget the Money

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Ever get paid and forget that is was pay day?

Me either.

Until I got this great new job.  

I work a 14 hour shift on my feet each day.

My hourly income works out to about half of minimum wage.

I deal in snot and poo.

But.

Small hands learn to place puzzle pieces as I watch.

Bright eyes light up as new words are formed.

Sleepy faces press on my shoulder.

Chubby toes take tenuous steps as I hover.

Bouncy curls learn to share.

Pensive ones open up.

Laughter every day.

Discovery.

Today I forgot that I get paid for what I do.  I am not a saint, nor do I want to work for free.  No, I chose a career that fits well with our family, just as everyone does.  Though, I feel as if I am one of the "lucky ones."  

I am made for my job.

I am made better by it.

I learn from it.

I pray the same for you.

What would you do for a living if you could do what you really want?

Comments

  1. AnonymousMarch 29, 2012 at 9:26 PM

    You are awesome, Andrea and this is a beautiful post ♥

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  2. AndreaMarch 29, 2012 at 9:50 PM

    Aw, thanks Michelle! You're a sweet angel. :)

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  3. misszippyMarch 30, 2012 at 5:36 AM

    Good for you! I feel like I have the perfect mix--freelance writing, which allows me to be home for the kids. Wouldn't trade it.

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  4. UnknownApril 9, 2012 at 10:44 AM

    Great post! I would love love love to stay home with my kiddos...although I am pretty sure I would go bonkers taking other kids in as well haha! How do you get anything done??

    I'm so happy for you that you get to do what you love! :-)

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