Showing posts with label Working from home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Working from home. Show all posts

Leaving children alone in the holidays

>>  Sunday, August 26, 2012

When is a child no longer a child?  When are they capable, able and safe to leave alone?

Well not when they are only 2, that's for sure.  But there isn't an actual legal age on leaving children alone.  As always, the NSPCC put it much better than I could.

The law does not set a minimum age at which children can be left alone. However, it is an offence to leave a child alone when doing so puts him or her at risk


Cog has been used to being in the house on her own for  quite a while now, but  these summer holidays she has spent many days alone.  She's taken the opportunity to get her homework done and to add insult to injury I've had a tutor coming in once a week who has been giving her even more homework to keep her occupied.  She'll thank me later...ok, maybe she won't.

When she was just a tiny thing, about 3, I recall her sitting on the bottom of the stairs sobbing as I told her she had to put her own shoes on or we would not be going out that day.  Sometimes I have guilt flash backs about it, but then I remember how quickly she learnt to do it herself.

This summer I have gone to work with a comment of  "There's food in the fridge and cupboards and emergency money in the tin if you don't like any of it".

Sometimes I think maybe it's a bit cruel, maybe at her age (14) she should have someone cooking up breakfast well if she got up before 8am I would do it, taking her out everyday and putting a lunch in front of her.  But on the other hand I see a young adult that is perfectly capable of looking after herself, feeding herself, self motivating to get out of bed, sit at a desk and do work, empties the dishwasher, folds the washing and does errands to the Post Office.

So maybe it's a balance  We are lucky, Grandma lives up the road, we have great friends around the corner and I know that they would be there in a shot for her.  We live in a village with a village community spirit, she is safe popping to the shops and with this invisible support mechanism she is able to gain confidence in herself.

I was fretting about whether I had let her down a bit this holiday.  But whilst it seems like she has had a lot of time alone, out of a possible 47 days she has only had 9.  But interestingly, it's what she seems to recall most.  Her passing comment to me being "if nothing else, at least I've finally mastered the tin opener this summer holiday".

She has however also mastered a mean vegetable risotto and a noodle stir-fry and has made comments like "a bit of Chinese 5 spice really picked up the taste today".



And besides, to ease my conscience a little, each day after I've got home from work we've gone out together for a long walk, to the late night shops, to bowling or the cinema.  I'm pooped, I'll be glad when she's back at school!

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Male Managers and Working Mothers

>>  Thursday, August 02, 2012

Excuse me if I'm a bit angry already but.....

Male Managers know jack shit about the lives of Working Mothers.

I think I could probably finish there and leave most of the female working readership nodding but I will expand...

A male manager may have children, he's probably done bath time, reading and got up first on a Sunday morning to let his tired wife lie in. Hell, I'll bet he's probably even looked after the children for entire days when his wife went away on that hen weekend, so he understands working parenthood right? WRONG.

When a man goes to work, he's at work.  He is not usually the person to take the phone call from school then have to do the rush ring round to see if a relative can get there or if they need to leave work NOW to do a pick up. 

When the man gets the opportunity to go on a conference or training is his very first thought "isn't that enrichment week at school and there's a dentist appointment around that time too".  I'll guarantee you it isn't.

So when I tell my male manager that flexible working hours are more important to me than anything, and the answer I get is 'you should go contracting' I know he doesn't get it.  A contractor (in my job) tends to travel around for contracts, get there early and finish late....err, breakfast needs to happen, school run or at least leave the house late enough to ensure COG is out of bed and will make the bus. 

The days I work from home I stop work about 3:45pm to do mum stuff, I then restart work again later and usually end up working more hours than if I'd been in the office.  My home office is permanently 'on'.  But I can answer the 'Mum, where's the fire extinguisher?' questions with the speed they deserve.

For me all the money in the world might buy childcare, but it wouldn't buy any of those years of being there back ever....working and mumming is a balance and sometimes that flexibility makes the difference between being able to manage it and still do a fantastic job at both and having a dirge time at work and a life of guilt at home.

And the person that holds the key to that is the manager.  So often the male manager that really just doesn't 'get' it because men (unless they are 100% single parent) will never understand the total gravity of  'the parental buck falls with me'.

So Mr Manager please stop telling me I could work 'anywhere', I could do 'any job' because what I need is the flexible job, close to home that allows me to keep juggling all those balls.

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Microdiscectomy Recovery week 13

>>  Saturday, May 12, 2012

Last weekend I made it to Wales, a 5 hour journey with a 30 minute break. In fairness it was a great car to be sat in - a big people carrier, very upright seats with mountains of leg room. I used an ice pack a fair amount of the way and I was a bit stuck and pained when we stopped for a break but the point is : I made it! In January I had a hospital appointment where I was almost lying down in the car for a 20 minute journey and crying with the pain of the seated position and this weekend I made it to Wales. This is a significant step for me.

I made it back too! I was very careful whilst I was there to rest a lot, lie down a lot and my friends were very quick to carry my bags, insist I didn't lift heavy plates and didn't make me feel uncomfortable about standing when they were all sitting. Guiding is a remarkably accepting and caring place to be, I recommend it. They also gave me lots of chocolate!

I have walked a couple of 5km walks this week as well. Which felt wonderful to be out again and even better that I had muscle ache in both legs. This means the muscle ache was stronger than the sciatica - another result!

I have worked from home all week plus the usual house work, mum chores.

Today (Friday) I've hit the pain barrier again.  I have a sore back, leg and butt pain and a general tiredness that is beyond normal.  My bad leg is also spasming badly.  So clearly the week has all been too much and it's time to rest again.

I also had an interesting conversation with someone today that implied that if I had the correct positive mental attitude towards healing I would fix quicker, wouldn't need pain killers etc.  I sobbed and sobbed with the frustration that I don't want to be like this, I want to be running again, I want to have energy again.  How can anyone say I'm not trying to beat this hands down, even my consultant said I was ahead of the healing process.  And yet still, the world and his wife have advice.

Everyone has advice when it comes to a bad back, everyone has had one  or knows someone with one and everyone else has all the answers.  When people have toothache they get all raggedy, grumpy and rush off to the dentist because they can't stand it any longer.  Sciatica is like having a permanent raging toothache, a pain that drains your soul, leaves you tired, leaves you unable to concentrate on anything because it is always there pulling at your attention. 

I think I'm starting to leave this horrid feeling behind, the time I spend thinking 'oooh I'm sore' is less everyday and the good days are far outweighing the bad days.  So to those people that would like to discuss my 'attitude' : screw you.

I'm back to the office from Monday, I have another meeting with occupational health but I fully expect them to let me start working from the office. I'm looking forward to it for a return to normality and dreading it because of how tired I might be to start off with.

Let's do the pain review:  on a scale of 1 to 10, I'm going for a 4.  Spasms in leg mainly when I'm physically tired.  I've sat on the settee twice this week for about an hour and worked on my kneeling chair for at least an hour a time without getting up.  I have a lower sore back.  Sciatica is lower side leg, sometimes calf but minimal and occasionally butt. I'm icing less and haven't taken any pain killers at all this week.

I am much better than I was 2 weeks ago.  I really hope now this rate of healing continues and I have to remind myself constantly to squat to pick things up and go into cupboards etc It would be very easy to forget to take care and go straight back to week 7 again.

This isn't about attitude, this is about appropriate time to heal after major surgery.

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It's food Jim but not as we know it

>>  Thursday, May 10, 2012

I'm working full time again and the pressure it back on.  I've hardly time to stop to go to the loo let alone cook.  So lunches are mainly porridge, oats and yoghurt or soup.

I've been making a bit of a mess of the microwave recently and found myself eating soup lukewarm despite the fact that it appears to be boiling and spitting a hissy fit in the microwave.
Time for drastic action, unleash the saucepan and empty in something that looks like a dog's turd (it's ok, that's an olde English word).

But I needn't have worried because it cooked up into something looking not entirely unlike child's vomit - so: nom.
I give up, a cup of tea and a loaf of soreen tomorrow it is then!

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