21. “Give me ten crying babies…please….but don’t ask me to do a jigsaw puzzle, or any other tedious task requiring patience and hand eye coordination. I will probably throw it at you.”
I work with babies.
I work with babies all day.
I work with babies all day, five days a week.
Do I have your attention?
Diapers, rocking chairs, plugs from heaven, pacifiers, air-borne food, catnaps, fevers…I’ve only just begun.
BUT…or shall I say BUTT…
I love it.
Babies are the epitome of life. Think about it.
YOUTH. INNOCENCE. ENERGY. OPEN MINDS…little blank slates ready to absorb the world around them.
It’s a beautiful thing.
Despite the necessary acrobatic skills required to care for six infants at the same time (with one co-worker), I feel I am blessed every day to have the opportunity to nurture, educate and care for these bundles of wonder. Yes, I said educate.
The screaming crying does not bother me.
Do you know what agitates me?
Threading a needle, figuring out the “features” on my car stereo, untangling Christmas lights or…
Trying to text more than two words on my cell phone without back spacing.
mishunderstood 