A New Cast of Characters
I know some people have stopped reading my blog, or at least stop by less frequently since I stopped telling stories from the daycare. I can’t say I blame them. It was much more interesting to read about my quirky kids than it is to read about my depression and frustrations living as an expatriate. Fortunately, I’ve already started coming home with little anecdotes to tell. I also found out today that my situation in Brussels will soon become a bit more interesting as the company I work for is opening a new daycare center that’s specifically for babies (as opposed to toddlers) and they’ve decided that I’ll be manning it. Yup, spotlight on me and the 4-6 babies I’ll be caring for every day. I still haven’t heard the exact details yet, but I imagine I will soon since the new center is slated to open in about two weeks. Soon I’ll be introducing you to the new cast of characters that I’ll be caring for. In the meantime, I went back and found the last post I wrote pertaining to the kids at my old daycare. I thought it’d be best to share a little bit of my feeling about the old as I spend my days getting better acquainted with the new.
Part of this whole process is also leaving my job at CHCC and therefore leaving my kids. Leaving them might not be so hard if I hadn’t been their teacher for almost 2 whole years. That sort of thing rarely happens and I count myself lucky to have had the opportunity to watch this group grow for as long as I have and to be a part of it all, rather than just an onlooker from the toddler side of the hall. So many of these children have come to me crying or laughing or sleepy or silly. They call me “mom” by accident almost as much as they call me Korie. I know where they got the scars on their knees. I know their shoes, their blankies, their special naptime toys. I saw Sit Here’s eyes light up two days ago because he drew his symbol all by himself for the very first time. He was so proud! My heart swelled up at the joy on his face.
In less than two weeks that will all be a memory. No more hugs around my legs when I walk into the room at 8 in the morning. No more reading books while little people crowd around me, mouths agape, hanging on every word of my story. No more holding hands, kissing boo boos, cuddling at nap time. I think the lack of contact with children is going to be what hurts me the most in all of this.
And while I’m on the topic, I recomend you take a look at some of my old daycare posts. Cause I was pretty funny back then. Seriously, I actually laughed reading some of my old posts tonight.
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I can’t wait to be regaled with stories about your new babies!!! I know you’ll get into the groove quickly once in charge…how cool…to be in charge!
well, I wasn’t reading you then, so I’ll look forward to it now – however, I’ve never minded your blog the way it’s been since I found you.
I didn’t find your blog until recently, so I have not had chance to see your old daycare posts. I’m looking forward to the new adventures of the munchkins though. I’ll have a little read of those links that you put in the post
BBE
I’m gonna read some more of those but more than four at a time is too much, I’ve already spluttered tea over the desk top.
BBE
so glad to hear about the job! can’t wait to see you!!!! great news about carrie, huh??? you next
I’d love to hear some stories about your work. I was waiting anxiously when you started your job, knowing how much effort you’ve put in searching a job, how much you were looking forward to getting up with a purpose, how much you want to work with children again.
In all honesty i was a bit sad to see your FB statusses focus on the scary annoying metro, the long commute, how tired you are (which is totally understandably though….it IS a long commute and it IS a new job and one full of responsibility, …), … I hope it’s all worth it and that your job is very rewarding.