Wind Knocked Out of My Sails...
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|Wed, 03-20-2013 - 5:35pm|
I work in childcare, and I love it. The kids are great, and for the most part so are their parents. It's especially convenient because when I announced my own pregnancy, my boss warmly welcomed the idea of having my DD attend our facility. I only need childcare two days a week because DH and I only have two coinciding work days, so he will be home with DD when I am not.
Throughout the pregnancy, I have re-confirmed with my boss that we would have space for DH for those two days. Over and over again, I have heard "No problem!" Perfect. No stress associated with having strangers take care of her. No worry about whether she'd have quality childcare. I could be right here to watch her in her daycare setting. And even though there have been a lot of times during my employment at this company where I have been the go-to, the slack-catcher, and others have been favored over me, knowing that I'd be right there with DD made it all okay.
When I was 32 weeks along, my boss approached me. Nothing personal, purely business, but we aren't going to have the space for DD to attend afterall. She's a part-time client, and we can't afford to fill a spot that a full-timer could take with someone who will only be here two days a week. Oh, and the full-timer that will be taking that spot is another teacher, one who doesn't work as hard, who never comes in early or stays late or catches the slack, but she's due to have her baby in August so she takes precedence.
I. Am. Livid. Does anyone think I'm overreacting by looking for another job? I just think that it is unrealistic for me to continue working for a thankless company when they've pulled the rug out from under me in such a drastic way. And I know that I will be VERY stressed out returning to work with DD elsewhere - which will serve as a constant reminder and keep me seething over the injustice indefinitely. I have given this company my best, my all, and they seat me with their table scraps. And not only have they crossed me now, but they've crossed my child, which is one step WAY over the line. What would you do?