Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Begin of Month 2
So, this month, is not so bad. I've been stuck at home, looking after my 3 year old. Not a real problem, I love this kiddo so much. Anyhow, since I've been at home with her, it makes job searching difficult. Her dad is busy, his unit is getting ready to go to California, so he is busy helping them pack and what not, so he's not really able to look into day care on post. I'm waiting on a package from my sister that has Sera's Birth Certificate in it, which SHOULD get me an ID of my own so I can look into the daycare myself. I have done some online applications, one for Dyson as a demonstrator. I have also been looking into places to live, so I can get DSHS assistance. That will cover a lot of problems. I think, that if I can get Sera into Daycare on post, she can be gone during the week days and I can find a part time job in the mornings to supplement the one with Dyson, although, if I read the ad right, it pays 18 an hour, so I wouldn't really HAVE to find a second job, because that job alone would pay 1400 a month which would supplement my 900 a month perfectly. Keeping my fingers crossed that both work out well for me.
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Month one over
Ok, so, my first month is over, I've yet to get kiddo into daycare (dad is slacking on this, he's supposed to check into daycare on post) and as long as I don't have daycare for her, I don't have an opportunity to look for a job, other than on Craigslist right now.
It's quite frustrating, but I'm not as frustrated as I was when I was on here last. Things have relaxed quite a bit. I have found a couple of groups of parents to hang out with who share the same predicament as me. Single parents, and older parents, both of which I am. As a matter of fact, we are leaving here in a little while to go to a BBQ for one of the groups. I've yet to meet these people, but I am hoping that it will be a good time because Sera really needs to get socialized, and so do I.
We found out after getting here, that Sera's dad doesn't deploy until April, so he will be here for her birthday :), I'm excited for them both for that, because he's only spent one birthday with her.
Anyhow, that's all for now.
Peace out! Jen
It's quite frustrating, but I'm not as frustrated as I was when I was on here last. Things have relaxed quite a bit. I have found a couple of groups of parents to hang out with who share the same predicament as me. Single parents, and older parents, both of which I am. As a matter of fact, we are leaving here in a little while to go to a BBQ for one of the groups. I've yet to meet these people, but I am hoping that it will be a good time because Sera really needs to get socialized, and so do I.
We found out after getting here, that Sera's dad doesn't deploy until April, so he will be here for her birthday :), I'm excited for them both for that, because he's only spent one birthday with her.
Anyhow, that's all for now.
Peace out! Jen
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Almost a month here
Well, I've been here almost a month, and to be completely honest, at this point it blows! I have no money, and no one to give me a moment's respite from my child!
What mother says that? A mother who has spent EVERY SINGLE SECOND with her child for almost a complete month, that's what mother says that. I feel so uncomfortable right now it's unreal. I have no way to go look for a job because her dad has a job, and he's gone when I should be looking for a job. I scan the want ads, but everything wants a resume and cover letter, and I've been out of the job market since I got pregnant, so 4 years now.
What fun that is, typing up a resume when the last job I had ended at the end of 2006. Even if my resume managed to get me an interview, I can't count on him to stay home and watch his daughter so I can go look for a job, he won't even find out what the fuck needs to be done to get her in daycare. He and I are complete strangers who live in the same house, but it doesn't matter that we live under the same roof because I am always attached to Sera's hip right now. I have to make sure she doesn't make too much noise, or break anything, or DO ANYTHING, because this isn't even our house, we're staying at his parents house. I feel like a complete mooch, they won't let me help with dinner, I can't buy groceries, I feel like my contribution to this house is a fricken package of toilet paper.
I'm bawling like a baby as I type this, and it's outrageous, a person shouldn't feel this way! I have NO job, no way to go get a job, no prospects of finding a place to rent because I don't have enough income, and gee, NO way to go earn one either.
Do I wish I could trade all this shit, and go back to Michigan? No fuckin way, I'd rather spend the time here in misery because I know that my daughter gets to see her dad this way, and that's more important to me than anything else on this planet, including myself. I just wish there was a way that I could be happy too.
What mother says that? A mother who has spent EVERY SINGLE SECOND with her child for almost a complete month, that's what mother says that. I feel so uncomfortable right now it's unreal. I have no way to go look for a job because her dad has a job, and he's gone when I should be looking for a job. I scan the want ads, but everything wants a resume and cover letter, and I've been out of the job market since I got pregnant, so 4 years now.
What fun that is, typing up a resume when the last job I had ended at the end of 2006. Even if my resume managed to get me an interview, I can't count on him to stay home and watch his daughter so I can go look for a job, he won't even find out what the fuck needs to be done to get her in daycare. He and I are complete strangers who live in the same house, but it doesn't matter that we live under the same roof because I am always attached to Sera's hip right now. I have to make sure she doesn't make too much noise, or break anything, or DO ANYTHING, because this isn't even our house, we're staying at his parents house. I feel like a complete mooch, they won't let me help with dinner, I can't buy groceries, I feel like my contribution to this house is a fricken package of toilet paper.
I'm bawling like a baby as I type this, and it's outrageous, a person shouldn't feel this way! I have NO job, no way to go get a job, no prospects of finding a place to rent because I don't have enough income, and gee, NO way to go earn one either.
Do I wish I could trade all this shit, and go back to Michigan? No fuckin way, I'd rather spend the time here in misery because I know that my daughter gets to see her dad this way, and that's more important to me than anything else on this planet, including myself. I just wish there was a way that I could be happy too.
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