So last week I secretly went to a job interview at EIRMC for an OB PRN Surg Tech position, which would be perfect because it is not full time, and I would be able to pick my shifts of call when I wanted too, depending on Garrett's schedule, and when he is home. The interview went well, as far as I thought, except that the Manager interviewing and I had different times wrote down, which made me nervous afterward. (I ended up coming 15 min late according to her), but 15 min early according to me.
She asked if I was Certifed. I was, up until the day before. UGH!. She said it was ok, because as long as I recertified within a year of hire. WHEW.
Then they asked me questions like, what was your most overwhelming moment, when have you had a difficult patient, what do you think your strong points are as a Tech, etc. Wowzers, these were tough ones.
She said it would be a couple of weeks before I heard back regardless because she was going to be out of town, and had several other interviews.
Oh Great.
I was the first of several.
They're gonna forget all about me.
UGH AGAIN.
I guess that my experience was a plus factor because today, after only a 3 days of waiting, they offered me the position!!! YAYA..... I have had such an excited/nervous/anxious feeling since I got off the phone with the lovely Joanna in HR.... this is amazing!!!
...now to come up with $500 to retake the certification exam. BLAH....
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
While I was out...
So not much has happened in a few weeks. And when I say not much, I mean not much.
I quit working at Gymboree, it just wasn't working out with our schedules, and to be quite honest, I hated it. I wasn't getting paid enough, or getting enough hours to deal with the drama. Some people may love the drama, I, however HATED it.
I am now just babysitting for a lady a few times a week, its nice because I can bring Kaden along if Garrett is at work. She has a 5 year old and a 1 year old. Its a pretty easy job, and it makes me feel like I am contributing to the household.
I have decided to start school again. Ugh I know. I have applied to a couple different places, still waiting on acceptance letters. I won't be moving anywhere for school, it'll just be around here. But I need something more, and I guess we'll find out if this is the more.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Here comes Peter Cottontail....
...hopping down the Bunny Trail...at 12:30 AM!!! Good Grief, I couldn't get Kaden to go to sleep so that we could set up for Easter. It was a long day, which then made for a long night. But when he woke up, he found eggs hidden all over the house!
It was such a fun morning...last year on Easter we were driving to Towson, Maryland. We stopped in Omaha and took Kaden to the zoo. He didn't get to egg hunt, and didn't even have a basket, so I was excited for this year!
He thought that the Easter Bunny was so funny for putting the eggs in mommy's decorations. I got a crack out of that!

And this was his Easter outfit....He is my little stuf man. I was so excited to get him dressed up that I couldn't decide whether to do it Saturday or Sunday. We stuck with Sunday. Hope everyone else had a great Holiday...I know Kaden and I did.
Happy Easter Party!!!
So It has been a few days since I have been on here...sometimes its really hard, especially when the days are super busy. Yesterday we had planned to go to the outdoor hunt, but thanks to the blizzard in Idaho, we got to spend it at my moms with an indoor hunt, and a bunch of fun games. All the little kids were there, so it was fun to watch. Except, that my child didn't want to participat in ANYTHING! He literally wasn't interested in having everyone watch him pin the egg in the basket, take a wack at the pinata, or go fishing for plastic ducks.
My Step Brother Kyle's little boy, Robby. He is a couple months older than Kaden. He is a shy little guy, but due to the events of the day, he came out and played!
Little Leah had a lot of fun too, I think she was getting frustrated because she wasn't hitting it as much as Saren did. But I think they had loads of fun!
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Wah Wah Wah

So Kaden had been a good boy today while I was cleaning my house...he stayed out of the way and played really well with his legos. So I gave him a dollar. He wanted to go buy a push pop. Ya know, the sucker candy that you can push out of the plastic container? I was alright with this since I wanted to rent a movie at redbox, so we took a little walk down the street to Walgreens.

We found the push pops, and right above it was a giant Lollipop. I am talking the round, multi colored, as big as your head lollipops. And to top it off, it was exactly a $1. So I thought sure... I double checked with him to make sure it was what he really wanted, and in the back of my mind I contemplated buying the push pop as well just in case he changes his mind.
As we were crossing the street in a bit of a hurry, the lollipop started to wiggle in his hand. It was then that he decided it was too big, and now he wanted the smaller push pop. I knew it.
There was a part of me that wanted so badly to turn around and get him that push pop because he had been good all day, but then the other part was telling me that I spoil him too much and I need to teach him a lesson. So I decided to teach him a lesson. He learned a lesson about being greedy...he chose the big lollipop because it was bigger. But bigger isn't always better. He has been crying now for thirty minutes, begging to get a push pop. He has thrown his lollipop in the garbage, gotten it back out(I know it sounds gross, but my garbage was basically empty), licked it a few times, threw it on the ground, broke it, then eaten it again.
I really did want to make sure he was a happy boy all day because he was so helpful, but when do we, as parents, draw the line? I felt that I was already giving him a treat, and that he was becoming undeserving of this sugary deliciousness. Am I just teaching him that he can get a treat everytime he throws a fit? I hope not, and thats why he got stuck with the lollipop.
{Listening}
Lately i found it very hard to get Kaden to listen. It doesn't matter what he is doing, whether it is a harm to himself, or one to others. He does not listen.
I can threaten all I want, it doesn't bother him. I can punish. No bother. It is literally like he can't even hear what I am saying. There is no reaction in his facial expressions when I speak to him. I ask him not to play with blinds, climb on the table, unfold folded laundry, play with household cleaners, throw toys out of the bathrub, feed his fish by himself, throw garbage away... anything. HE DOESN'T LISTEN!
I am at witts end here...I cannot think of a way to get him to listen, obey, or mind. Timeouts don't work, sending him to his room doesn't work, letting him go hungry doesn't work. Hmm... I just want him to acknowledge me.
Monday, March 22, 2010
{ It happened }
The thing I have most dreaded since I became a mother has happened... is it what we all dread? Or just me?
I remember when I was younger going to my aunts house and hearing the stories. The story how he put the fork into the outlet...I thought to myself, "So thats why there are black dots everywhere"... But I never did it, none of my sisters did it. So was it just a curious little boy thing? Or were we just fortunate enough not to have gone to that level of curiosity?
We always had safety plugs in our outlets since Kaden could crawl, and he never really bothered them. They didn't seem to have much interest in him. But I guess Sunday was the day he had planned out...the day he had been waiting for. The one where mom was at work, and while Garrett was shaving he thought it'd be a good day to shove my tweezers in the outlet.
I wasn't here, but Garrett said that the lights flickered and there was a popping noise, and Kaden came running in the bathroom yelling that they were black. What is black? The tweezers are. He willingly admitted to doing it, and told Garrett that his leg hurt. BAM! Would I have ever even known if it wasn't for the fact that my tweezers are now blackened and destroyed on one half? Boy oh Boy...I sure hope he learned his lesson the first time!
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