Since leaving work to have my Bear (almost five years ago), I have often thought about the day when I would return to the rat race. After a while, it becomes difficult to imagine where you you fit in.

Who wants to hire a Mum in her thirties who hasn’t worked for a few years?

What would I put on my CV?

Work Experience

2014-2020: Raising two children. Responsibilities included: Chief of Poo-Watch; Picker-Upperer; Teacher; Nurse; Nanny; Administrator; Chef; Laundrette; Cuddle giver.

I’m not sure any potential hirer would see these as transferable skills. Not to worry. I don’t plan to return to work full time until both my babes are at school, so I’ve got 2-3 years.

That’s 2-3 more years of us being skint and going without stuff, but I can cope with that. I know that the day both kids are in school, will be a day of mourning. Mourning the loss of spending all our time together, laughing, cuddling, cursing under my breath when they call out ‘Mummy’, the instant I go for a wee. I’ll miss that.

That being said, the idea of having my own money again someday is actually quite exciting. I’ve always struggled with the reality of not getting paid and whilst The Bearded Manc has never made me feel that the money he earns is just that, HIS. I still feel like I can’t just do whatever I want, when I want. Aside from us not being in a position to do that financially, I just wouldn’t. I’m incredibly conscious of the fact that The Bearded Manc works 12-16 hour shifts, outside, in the dead of night and it makes me feel guilty.

The Bearded Manc has always been behind me, never once making me feel lazy or like I’m free-loading. What’s his is mine! But when you’re so used to being your own person and in control of your own finances, it’s very tricky to be reliant upon someone else.

With that in mind, I’ve been thinking long and hard over the last couple of years about what I might do when I do eventually worm my way back into the working world. I’m from an arts background, but I’ve always worked within administration to pay the bills.

There’s so many things I’d like to do – open a kind of all-in-one arts space/shop/cafe; work with domestic violence victims; book editor; furniture upcycling; Disney voice actor; social media manager or teaching assistant.

Of all these options, becoming a TA is the most attainable. It is the option that works best for me as a parent too. It will provide a guaranteed, fixed income and fit in perfectly with school and the holidays.

So this week, after much deliberation and researching of what is required to become a TA, I contacted my Bear’s school and asked if they would take me on for work experience. Fortunately they said yes and I am going in next week to start the ball rolling and sort out a DBS check.

It’s not going to happen overnight. I need a lot of training and I can only give a few hours over to that at the moment. But that’s fine. It works for me. This is a long term plan and it feels exciting to have something in motion. I’m pleased that I have a focus for the future, beyond my children. It’s reassuring to know that I’m creating another level of security for myself and my family. I’m also excited at the prospect of engaging my brain in new ways, all the while helping children (mine and others) to learn and grow.

As Whitney said, I believe the children are our future, teach them well and let them lead the way. Dum de dum de dum de dum de dum de dummmmm.

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  1. Go for it Ella this is a great idea, I have TA qualification, might be a bit out of date now though… I looked into it when Ellen went into reception and cried so I started helping out in her school & went to college. It’s great to get involved and so rewarding, it’s fun most of the time. Good luck you’ll be brilliant ❤️😘Xx


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