Finally things at work are moving forward a bit. Last week I went to a meeting to help evaluate one of the depots that the Maintenance Response Team work out of, and afterwards I was invited down to the depot to meet the guys and see how things are done from their perspective.
While having the invite is good, as I get to meet the guys I wouldn’t really be allowed to do anything with them unless I had a certificate to say I was aware of Health & Safety regulations. Thankfully three of us have been put forward to get our CSCS (Construction Skills Certification Scheme) cards, which allows us on site while they are working and to pitch in to experience what they do and how they work.
I have my test on the 7th May, and have been given the go ahead to go down to the depot on the 14th May. I have to say that I am quite excited to get out with the guys on the roads.
In the mean time I will be revising for my test, so I can definitely get to go out with the guys on the roads!
I love my job, but I also like variety. I wonder if I can have the best of both worlds?
The kids have gone back home to their mother again now. I already miss having them here so much. We all had so much fun while they were down. I don’t think I will ever get used to being apart from them.
Have you noticed what the modern family is turning into these days? It seems most children are growing up in a broken home with either their mother or father living out of the family home and away from the children (I have no figures to prove this, but that’s what it seems like).
Obviously there are some situations when the parents can’t be together, but this shouldn’t affect the children in the family. Speaking from my personal experience I was almost forced out of the family home with nowhere to go except my parents. Unfortunately for my children that meant me moving over 100 miles away from them, and as I don’t have a regular income it means I am not able to constantly travel back and forth to see them. It’s heart breaking for me not being able to see them for such long periods of time, which means missing out on a lot of events and parts of their lives.
When I finally find a financially stable job I want to be able to get my own place much closer to the children. I want to be in a position where I can see them every day. I don’t want to miss anything. I want to be able to pick them up from school. I want to be able to take the afternoon off of work and go see their school play. I want to feed them their dinner. I want to be able to take them to the local park after school. I just want to be with them.
Despite seeming happy all the time I do put on a brave face around other people when the conversations steers towards their children or even my own children simply because I can’t do what they do. I can’t cook them dinner every day. I can’t tuck them up in bed. It makes me sad, so my way of coping with it is when I am with my children I try to make their time with me as enjoyable as possible. I neglect all other things and concentrate almost 100% on them.
It makes me sad when I’m talking to friends when they start moaning about doing stuff for their children. I would give up a hell of a lot just to have what they have.
If you’re in a similar situation with your children or know someone who is how do you / they deal with not being able to do a lot with their children? What are your / their coping mechanisms? What advice can you give others?
Hot weather definitely means it’s time for the beach, and that’s exactly what we did today. I took the kids to the beach at Camber Sands. Unfortunately the tide was out pretty much all day, so we didn’t really have a chance to play in the water, but there was plenty of sand, and I don’t go to the beach with out buckets and spades!
The hole we dug ended up being around 8ft long and 4ft wide. Plenty of room for me and both kids to be buried in, which was the idea, but that’s now how it went down! Haha!
If you’re going to the beach with the kids there should be no excuse not to bury them, and thats exactly what happened!
They struggled so hard to get out, but eventually they managed it.
Once we were all cleaned up it was time to play some football
Ryan tried to do a little “trick shot” to me, but ended up failing miserably.
Dene Park is a lovely wooded area not that far from Tonbridge. I discovered it last year just searching around on Google Maps for new places to explore not that long after moving to Kent.
I took my sister there late last year when it was still a bit chilly. This year I wanted to take the kids so they could explore with us. It was that nice even jackets weren’t needed!