I feel like I haven't had a weekend in four weeks, because I haven't had a weekend in four weeks.
Today I finished my training, which started in November, and while I sort of poo pooed it publicly, I was pretty emotional about it in the end.
Let's face it people that work with young children are not valued in our society, so to have the work of childcare directors and preschool principals recognized in this way: scholarship funded, graduate credits, and a big cake at the end, felt pretty good, despite my tough gal shell.
To have the feds say that your work with children matters, and to back it up with cash is a big deal for me.
I spend a great deal of my time wondering how I will get childcare coverage for single welfare mothers and how I can build a new play structure, and is it possible to put an extra toilet in that broom closet?
People don't give me cake very often.
I met some amazing, selfless and talented people. I got to be away from my day to day routine and have colleagues, I was able to sit in a room with 22 people that agree that the power of play makes better human beings.