For eight hours a day, five days a week I work with
babies. Fourteen screaming, crying, pooping, peeing, slobbery, snotty, restless,
squirming babies.
How do I do it? Patience.
Of course while my days are filled with all the crazy stuff
above, they are also overflowing in the good stuff too.
Fourteen giggling, cuddly, smiling, precious, adorable,
cutest of the cute, advanced, intelligent, adventurous, curious babies.
Life comes with its share of the good, the bad, and the
ugly. How we chose to approach these bits helps to shape and define the way we
view things. Patience in these areas can only be gained through practice. One
day might be manageable, the next day - a headache, and the following day a
breeze. No two days that are alike, but patience is a must in all of them.
What does patience look like? Being gentle, choosing kindness, taking an extra moment to
breathe before tackling a job instead of turning into the Hulk. Using “the
capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble, or suffering without getting
angry or upset” as the dictionary puts it. In all aspects of my job,
patience is key. I cannot do what I do without it. It’s nearly impossible and nowhere
near as rewarding. Patience, however, in a chaotic atmosphere can feel strange.
High-intensity surges through the room as dozens of tasks all seem to be a
priority at the same time. How is patience the way to solve this dilemma?
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