How we learned to love and care for our children
When I started nursing home care in Belhaven, it was hard to believe that I was only 17 years old and that I had been there for six years.
I had just left home to study in Australia, and was looking forward to my first year as a full-time caregiver.
In fact, I was so excited about the new opportunities that Belhaven offered, I didn’t even know I was eligible to apply for nursing homes.
But my mother had told me that I wasn’t eligible to be a part-time carer if I worked at home, so I applied.
I was admitted to a nursing home in April 2014, and had to wait almost a year to get my first job.
For three months, I nursed the elderly at home while nursing, and then I started working part- time to pay for my living expenses.
It was an incredible journey.
I spent the majority of my time nursing in the home’s small nursing room, but I also had my own room, which I shared with other adults and children.
I also spent some time at the front desk to pick up orders for the day.
I didn: The work and work-life balance: I wasn ‘allowed’ to do the nursing I wanted to do at home because the nursing home’s nursing manager insisted that I work from home.
As a part of my job, I had to be at the house from 5am to 6am every day.
This meant I didn the most part of the day, and could only stay up at the office to do my nursing and keep up with other nursing staff.
As part of that work, I also made a lot of visits to the family unit to check on them and the elderly in the unit.
This included checking on my elderly mother, who was often ill, or even seeing the elderly children and their families.
The staff also had to attend regular meetings to discuss the elderly’s care needs and schedules.
The care system: When I was working in the nursing unit, I wasn: The biggest challenge for my family was that I didn, in fact, have a family life.
I did everything with my wife and daughter, who were only five and six years old, as well as my grandchildren.
The elderly children were the ones who were the main focus of my care, because I knew that if I wasn, my mother would have died.
There were a few days I couldn’t go to the doctor because of the nursing staff’s schedules.
This was a huge burden for me and a huge barrier for my husband, who worked as a nursing supervisor.
I have to say, when I was in the building, I did feel a bit guilty because I was the one who was caring for the elderly and their children.
In some ways, I have no regrets about my nursing home work, because it was my responsibility to make sure that my wife, daughter and grandchildren were getting the care they needed.
However, in some ways it was also a great experience because it made me realise how much I had loved and cared for my children, and I am grateful to have been able to help them in this way.
The work-family balance: As a nursing mother, I felt a bit conflicted about working from home because I wanted my family to have the care that they needed to live well.
I knew my wife would want to work full- time as well, but the work environment was different.
My father was also the primary caregiver and the main caregiver of the elderly, so my father was the main person who helped me take care of them.
For me, this was a challenge.
I found myself getting bored of caring for people.
But I also felt that I needed to be there for my grandchildren and I needed them to be able to have their own lives, too.
My mother was also nursing her granddaughter, so it made sense for me to care for her.
As I started to make more progress with my job as a nurse, I started being more and more confident in the work that I did.
At the end of my work shift, my husband would take me to the children’s ward for a quick visit, so that I could see them and they could see me.
This gave me a bit of peace of mind about my work.
The experience made me feel proud of the work I had done and made me want to do it all over again in the future.
It gave me confidence that I would always be able care for my elderly relatives.
The main challenge for me was that it was a very busy time for me.
I wasn´t really prepared for what to expect during the holidays, and the fact that the nursing department was located in a large city, I could only make it to my family’s home by train and taxi.
The nursing home: I found that I struggled with my new position, but still managed to keep a strong sense of self-worth.
My family had lived in Belbring for three generations, so they had been