Why I Quit My Job
I have truly never felt so exhausted. Despite the fact that the sibs are on a normal sleep schedule, feed themselves, and overall are just not helpless newborn infants, I greatly underestimated just how tired I'd be. Over the past few months, I've learned to nap everywhere--buses, social events we went to, the dinner table. Literally anywhere for any amount of time, I take the time to turn everything off, mind, spirit, etc. Even if just for a moment. With a job that requires two hours of commute time a day, and in which the work itself is constantly intense and trauma-filled, I knew that things would need to change if I could continue to offer the best care possible. A manager position opened at my job shortly before I announced my resignation, and a few days after the sibs had come to live with us. The trauma of the work was equally matched with the trauma of the work environment itself. Everything felt unstable--lots of turnover in staff, everyone was trying to gain their...