December 28, 2025

All In A Day's Work

 

The Invisible Burden: The Reality of Running a Childcare Center

When parents drop their children off at daycare in the morning, they see bright classrooms, finger paintings drying on a line, and cheerful teachers ready to sing the morning welcome song. It looks peaceful. It looks fun. It looks like a place where the biggest problem is a spilled cup of juice.

But behind the office door, the owner or director of that center is often carrying a weight that few people see.

Running a childcare center is not just about playing with kids. It is a high-stakes balancing act of emotional labor, financial gymnastics, and relentless operational pressure. It is a job where you are responsible for the most precious thing in a parent's life, while often struggling to keep the lights on.

The Operational Treadmill

Imagine trying to run a business where regulations change frequently, the "customers" are toddlers with big feelings, and the staff turnover rate is notoriously high. Many days, it feels like no one wants to work in childcare anymore—qualified applicants are few and far between. Those who do apply are often hesitant when they learn what the job actually entails and what the pay will be.

The reality is, the pay for childcare staff is directly tied to what can be charged for tuition, and most families already struggle to afford care. If you raise tuition to attract and keep quality staff, you risk pricing out the very families you want to help. This leaves directors in a constant bind, trying to keep wages just high enough to fill shifts while keeping tuition as low as possible. Meanwhile, the pool of passionate, reliable workers continues to shrink.

On top of staffing woes, directors face a tidal wave of paperwork. Compliance is relentless—immunization records, fire safety logs, background checks, food program documentation, licensing renewals—every piece is critical, and one overlooked detail can bring severe consequences. The stress of a surprise licensing inspection can keep anyone up at night.

And once you manage to assemble a team, the next challenge comes from the floor: the children. Increasingly, directors and staff find themselves dealing with more and more challenging behaviors—outbursts, defiance, and struggles with basic social skills. Many of these challenges stem from changing parenting styles and a lack of boundaries at home, leaving staff to teach not just ABCs and 123s, but also basic respect, sharing, and self-regulation. It can feel like parents expect the center to correct issues that started long before a child arrived.

Picture this scenario: It’s 6:00 AM. The director's phone buzzes. The lead teacher in the infant room has the flu. Ten minutes later, the toddler teacher calls in with a flat tire. By 6:30 AM, the director isn’t preparing for a strategic planning meeting; they are frantically texting substitutes and calculating ratios. Often, they end up in the classroom themselves, changing diapers and soothing crying babies, while their actual work piles up on their desk untouched. All the while, they are expected to keep a positive environment, teach children amidst tantrums, and maintain full compliance with ever-changing regulations.

There is a common misconception that childcare owners are raking in money because tuition feels expensive to parents. The truth is much harsher.

Childcare is a labor-intensive industry with razor-thin margins. Unlike a software company that can scale easily, a daycare is limited by strict ratios. You cannot just add more kids to a class to increase revenue without hiring more staff, which immediately increases costs.

Owners constantly juggle:

  • Rising Rent and Utilities: Keeping a large facility warm, safe, and up to code is expensive.
  • Payroll: This is usually the biggest expense. Directors want to pay their staff what they are worth, but raising wages often means raising tuition, which prices out the families they serve.
  • Supplies and Food: The cost of healthy snacks, art supplies, and endless cleaning products adds up quickly.

Many owners go months without paying themselves just to ensure their staff get checks on time. They max out credit cards to fix a broken HVAC system in the middle of winter because the children cannot be cold. They are passionate educators first, and business people second, often to the detriment of their own bank accounts.

The Emotional Toll

Perhaps the hardest part of the job is the emotional weight. A childcare director is the emotional anchor for an entire community.

They are the ones who have to sit down with parents and have difficult conversations about developmental delays or behavioral issues. They absorb the anxiety of first-time moms leaving their babies for the first time. They mediate conflicts between staff members who are exhausted and underpaid.

They also carry the fear. The fear of an accident on the playground. The fear of a severe allergic reaction. The fear of not being able to protect the children if something terrible happens. This hyper-vigilance never really turns off, even on weekends.

Consider Sarah, a director who spent her Tuesday comforting a teacher going through a divorce, handling a plumbing emergency in the preschool bathroom, and then meeting with a parent who was angry about a lost mitten. She did all of this with a smile, because the culture of the center starts with her. But when she got to her car at 6:30 PM, she sat in silence for twenty minutes before she had the energy to drive home to her own family.

A Call for Community Support

Childcare owners and directors are the backbone of our economy. Without them, parents cannot work. Without them, children miss out on crucial early learning opportunities. Yet, they remain some of the most undervalued professionals in our society.

We need to change how we view these community pillars.

How can you help?

  • Offer Grace: If an email isn't answered immediately or a policy changes, remember the human behind the decision who is likely juggling ten other crises.
  • Advocate: Support policies that provide funding for early childhood education, so staff can be paid well without bankrupting parents or owners.
  • Say Thank You: A simple card or a word of appreciation to the director goes a long way. They often hear complaints loud and clear, but the praise is whispered.

Next time you drop your child off, take a moment to look past the finger paintings. Acknowledge the incredible effort it takes to create that safe, happy haven. The person running the show is likely tired and stressed, but they show up every day because they love your children. Let’s make sure they know we appreciate them, too.

Only Little Once


 She’s Still Little

It happens almost overnight. One day, she is your only baby, the center of your universe. Then, a sibling arrives. Suddenly, in the chaos of newborn cries and toddler tantrums, your firstborn seems to grow five years older in a single week.

She is the one who knows where the diapers are. She is the one who can put on her own shoes while you wrestle a onesie onto the baby. She is articulate, capable, and eager to please. Because she is the oldest, she naturally steps into a role that feels part leader, part assistant.

But sometimes, amidst the praise for being "such a big helper" and "so grown up," we miss something crucial. We look at her and see the big sister. We forget that, in the grand scheme of things, she is still little, too.

The Illusion of Competence

The trap of the firstborn is their competence. Because she is smart, because she understands logic, and because she can verbally express her frustration, we often expect her to have the emotional regulation of an adult. When she melts down over a cut sandwich or a lost toy, it feels jarring. We find ourselves thinking, You know better than this.

But does she?

She might be the oldest, but she is experiencing the world for the very first time. Every heartbreak, every frustration, and every joy is a debut moment for her. She is learning about herself and the world around her in real-time. Just because she stands taller than her siblings doesn't mean her shoulders are broad enough to carry adult expectations.

No Do-Overs

Childhood is a singular event. It is a live performance with no rehearsals and no rewind button. She doesn’t get a do-over. She doesn’t get to pause her growth while we tend to the younger ones.

This is her specific, designated time to become who she will become. It is the season for her to entertain her whimsical thoughts, to explore her fleeting interests, and to play without purpose. If we fill her time with responsibilities or expectations of maturity that exceed her years, we rob her of that exploration.

She has the rest of her life to be a responsible, organized, helpful adult. She only has right now to be a child.

Making Memories, Not Just Milestones

There is a bittersweet reality to parenting the oldest: she is the trailblazer. We learn how to parent through her. But while we are busy learning the ropes, she is busy building the foundation of her memories.

Ten years from now, she won't remember how helpful she was with the baby's bottle. She will remember how she felt. She will remember if she felt seen, if she felt safe to make mistakes, and if she felt free to be silly.

It won’t last long. The cliche is true: the days are long, but the years are short. Soon, the gap between her age and adulthood will close completely. But right now, that gap is wide. It is a space meant for scraped knees, messy art projects, and cuddling on the couch.

Let Her Be Little

Take a moment today to really look at her. Look past the helpfulness. Look past the vocabulary and the height. See her for what she is: a child who needs you just as much as the baby does, only in a different way.

Forgive the tantrums; she is still learning how to handle big feelings. Lower the expectations; she is not a third parent.

This is her childhood. It belongs to her. Let’s make sure we allow her to live it fully, without the weight of being "big" crushing the magic of being little.

December 27, 2025

It's on You

 

Build Your Own Dreams (No One’s Gonna Do It For You)

We all want something—maybe it’s a better job, a side hustle that actually makes money, or just to finally stick with the gym for more than three weeks. We all have these big ideas about what our lives could look like. But here’s the deal: wishing alone won’t do squat. Nothing gets built unless you roll up your sleeves and actually get started.

Success isn’t some lucky lottery win. It’s more like building a wall—one brick at a time. Every little decision counts: getting up early (even when your pillow begs you to stay), trying again when you mess up, pushing through those days when quitting sounds like the easier option. Look at that guitarist shredding on stage or the person running their own business. They didn’t just trip and fall into success—they worked, failed, worked some more, and didn’t stop even when it was tough. That’s what real progress looks like.

Here’s the thing: nobody is coming to save us or hand us everything we want. You have to rely on yourself when you’d rather just nap or binge another show. It’s about backing yourself, making your own luck, and not waiting for approval. If you hit a wall, don’t just throw in the towel—figure out a new way around. Keep moving. Keep grinding. Every step is building something.

And yeah, you’ll meet people who want the same things you do, but they’re not willing to put in the work. Some will complain, or give you attitude because you’ve moved ahead. Sympathy for real struggles is one thing—just don’t let yourself feel sorry for people who don’t even try. You can’t drag people to their own finish line, especially if they’re digging in their heels. Cheer them on, set an example, but stay on your own path.

At the end of the day, your life is on you. If you want something, go after it. Stop waiting for “the right moment” or someone else’s permission. You already have what it takes—you just have to get started. So go for it. Cut the excuses, do the work, and start building the life you actually want. You’re the only one who can pull it off.

December 26, 2025

Can you Believe that?!?

I’m officially accepting the nomination for "Worst Wife of the Year." I forgot my husband's birthday!

Well, not entirely. But at 2:00 PM, he gently asked, "Are you going to wish me a happy birthday today?"

How does that happen after 30 years of marriage? I’ve known this man since he was 35. Today he turned 67, and for the first time in three decades, I completely missed the mark. Naturally, I handled the realization like a mature adult: I cried.

In my defense, my recent surgeries have left my brain in a bit of a fog. I haven't left the house in a month for anything other than doctor appointments, so I’m blaming the anesthesia and the general "blah" feeling. Between recovering and trying to mentally prepare for Christmas, the date just escaped me.

Time to snap out of it and focus on the family. Happy 67th to my patient husband—I owe you big time

December 21, 2025

True Words... Read carefully.

When I turned 67, I sat in my favorite chair, looked back at my life, and whispered to myself,

“So… this is the beginning of the final stretch.”


And slowly, the truths I had avoided all my life began to surface.


Kids? They’re busy writing their own story.

Health? Slips away faster than sand through open fingers.

The government? Just headlines, promises, and numbers that never change your daily reality.


Aging doesn’t hurt your body first — it hurts your illusions.

So I sat down with myself and carved out a handful of bitter but necessary truths.



Kids don’t save you from loneliness


Children grow, life pulls them in every direction, and you become a memory they visit when time allows.


You smile… and yet something inside you remains strangely hollow.


Kids bring joy — but they are not a shield against loneliness.



Health is not forever


One day, the outings you once jumped into with enthusiasm feel like a marathon.

You realize health was never a background character —

it was the main pillar holding your life steady.



Retirement and money


Retirement is not a reward — it’s a reality check.

Depending on the system is like standing on thin ice.

Bills grow, needs grow, prices grow… but support doesn't. 


So I rebuilt my life on new rules — honest, sharp, practical rules for living with dignity.



Rule 1: Money is more reliable than anything else. 


Love your kids, cherish them —

but don’t make them your retirement plan.


Save for yourself.

Even small savings create big freedom.

Financial independence is dignity.



Rule 2: Your health is your real job


Nothing else matters if your body refuses to cooperate.

Move. Walk. Stretch.

Guard your sleep like treasure.

Eat cleaner. Reduce the poison disguised as sugar and salt.


Illness doesn’t discriminate,

but it respects those who take responsibility for themselves.



Rule 3: Create your own joy


Waiting for others to make you happy is the fastest way to heartbreak.

So you learn to enjoy the small things —

a peaceful breakfast, a good book, music that warms the soul.


When you know how to make yourself happy, loneliness loses its power.



Rule 4: Aging is not an excuse to become helpless


Some people turn aging into a performance of complaints.

And slowly, even those who love them start stepping away.


Strength is attractive.

Resilience is magnetic.

People respect the ones who stay capable, not the ones who surrender.



Rule 5: Let go of the past


The good old days were beautiful — yes.

But they’re gone, and there is no return ticket.


Clinging to the past steals the present.

Life today may look different, but it still holds moments worth living.



Rule 6: Protect your peace like it’s your property


Not every argument needs your voice.

Not every insult needs your response.

Not every relative deserves access to your emotions.


Peace is expensive.

Protect it from drama, negativity, and draining people —

even if they're your close ones. 



Rule 7: Keep learning something — anything


The day you stop learning is the day you start aging.

A new recipe, a new word, a new app, a new hobby —

your brain needs movement just like your body does.


Learning keeps you young.

Stagnation makes you old.



Strength and freedom still belong to you


Aging is an exam no one can take for you.


You can adapt, rebuild, and rise stronger…

or sit back, complain, and wait for someone to rescue you.


And if ....

No one comes to rescue you ....


Stand up for yourself ...


Because  you still can.. 

And that single truth is enough to transform the rest of your life.


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