Showing posts with label childcare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childcare. Show all posts

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Nursery

I went with Suki today to see a nursery she had been given the opportunity of putting Missy into for 3 days a week when she goes back to teaching at the end of September. A lovely little place, not far away, but not open to the likes of I, it is specifically for mothers working within the faculty however I think Erbie may have earned us brownie points for the future with his smile. It had a good feel, the girls working there were a balanced cross section of Londoners, the children all looked happy and were divided into 2 groups, babies (0-2) and slightly older ones. Babies had a good routine of outdoor time, lunch, nap, play, tea, activity. A day running from 8.45am until 5pm. Suki has been offered to share with another mum, meaning she can put Missy in for only the 3 days she needs. Most nurseries it seems insist on 5 days, at approximately £50 a day, x 5 x 4, well you can see it gets expensive. Jean used to have to do this with 2 children - that's £2000 a month! Most individual child carers come in a £7 an hour. Suki is in knots about what to do, and has even considered giving up work, but having just been promoted to course leader it would seem churlish. I understand her fears and am thankful I don't have to be in this position myself just yet. But maybe if I got a job for 2 days a week next year, I could end up being her second mum. Thinking about it I'd rather not go back to proper work until Erbie starts school, is this feasible I wonder. If I kept my hand in a few pies and got some good projects to work on at home maybe yes. I should really call up some of my contacts, I haven't done anything for the entire month of August. Get thee to work westendmum or you'll end up being a westendbum.

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Quote of the day

‘They tuck you up your mum and dad...’
Anon - after Larkin

“Philately will get you everywhere”
WEM

“It’s not the despair, I can handle the despair. 
It’s the hope I can’t deal with”
Clockwise

“Each new friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.”
Anais Nin

‘Come on Dover move your bloomin’ arse’.
Eliza Doolittle