Care work

I've just realised....next year will mark 10 years of working in care as a profession. This year marks 10 years of doing the work of a carer.

If you'd have asked me ten years ago what I wanted to do as a profession I'd have said a social worker. That's what I was going to uni to study and that was it for me, no other options.
I was attending university and caring for my grandad whilst he was dying of cancer essentially. Fast forward a little and I decided that social work wasn't for me. I didn't want to be part of children's services and that's what they were training us to be. I wanted to work with learning difficulties and autism. They taught nothing about that!

I went through LOADS of really interesting jobs! I worked in a homeless day centre, the whole job revolved around mental health. I met some of the loveliest people there and absolutely loved it! I met a pirate working there too! Not many people can say they have met a real life pirate 😂

I worked in schools with the special educational needs departments, I worked in schools for the "naughty" kids that the schools didn't want anymore!
Then I came to the most amazing job! I absolutely loved it! I was working 14hour days, 4 days a week and ten hours at least another 2! It was a massive house with 14 flats. Each flat is as self contained. Kitchen, en suite the works. Each person living in the flats had some form of learning disability and I was assisting them in everyday life. It was wonderful. I ended up doing way more work and was promised a promotion would be coming up and it was mine if I applied. Then a lot of stuff happened with that job. I then stopped enjoying it so much because of it, the carrot was dangled for months and months so I ended up quitting and moving counties!

Then I worked with brain injuries. This was awesome. Well once the people got used to me! Then I was essentially paid to sit and watch films or tv.

I ended up going on maternity leave to have my daughter. The company didn't like that I had restrictions on when I wanted to work. With a zero hour contract that made money really tight so I quit.

I made sure I had another job! But it wasn't in care :( I worked at a well known U.K. Supermarket for two years. Well near enough, went on maternity leave to have my son and never went back. I didn't want to work in a job I didn't enjoy. So here I am... working one night a week in a care home for people with learning difficulties. Although it's not actually where I thought I'd be now, I'm enjoying it. Yes, my babies have meant I'm not as high up the ladder I had envisaged me being by this point but I'm kinda happy!

I mean I like working but not nights!

Speaking of....back to work ☺️

Happy steeming guys and gals

This it who it's all for 😍