The girls caught my cold, flu, virus and missed school Monday and Tuesday. They had no business going back to school on Wednesday really, but I only get 5 sick days a year. That and one of my bosses made me promise to come to work on Wednesday.
So the school nurse was kind enough to call Erik to pick Lula up Wednesday afternoon when she was discovered to have a fever. And kinder still to use her nice best voice when she said that Lu was not welcome to come back to school on Thursday. And even kinder to use invisible ink to call us out specifically in the the weekly newsletter with the reminder that children must be fever free for 24 hours before returning to school and using tylenol to keep the fever down, that DOES NOT COUNT.
So all day Thursday, Lula accompanied me at my place of employment. And how that child is TRAINED! I swear, it is not the mom in me saying that, that kid was good. Of course having access to Club Penguin, NickJr.com and several Disney DVDs helps. I took her to lunch at a place with an indoor play space and as we trudged up the stairs to endure the second half of the work day, I could tell something was amiss.
I did not get the memo that Thursday was Bring You Daughter To The Great Work Lay-Off Day. As we made our way to my desk, it was hard not to notice the the man behind me and the woman next to me emptying the contents of their desks into boxes.
So there we sat. Lula coloring and me waiting - filled with impending doom. After my ex-coworkers departures, my boss's boss gathered everyone together to give "the speech". A speech to which Lula had a front row seat. Through every word I sat paralyzed praying that my five year old wouldn't pick THAT moment to ask the funny looking white haired man to keep it down, couldn't he see she was trying to color! Or worse.
I have had such a struggle navigating the waters of working outside the home. I hope that it gets easier. Because holding on to the jobs we have is a top priority for the Johnson's.