Frustration

Finding childcare is hard.  In a perfect world, I'd be able to stay home.  But if I did stay home with my kids, money'd be so tight we'd never be able to DO anything.  And that would suck.  I firmly believe kids should be socialized. 

So... I gotta work.  And I'm perfectly fine with that.  I actually like my job.  I know!  How many people can say that?  But, with working comes finding childcare.  And THAT I dislike.

I'm so frustrated it's disgusting.  I can feel the tightness in my shoulders and razor edge of my nerves.  I am bubbling with barely concealed aggravation just under the surface and I can feel every little thing threaten to trip my wire and set me off. 

It is especially frustrating to do all the research and look up all the incidents reported at every center, be left with a small list of acceptable places, only to be told they don't have any available slots or hear their rates and realize you'll be spending more on childcare than you do your mortgage... some places your mortgage and cars combined. 

My parents live too far to make it worth it for them to make the trip to watch my boys every day.  Plus, they're retired.  They should be able to enjoy that without being tied to responsibilities here. 

And so, I am stuck.  My choices are work a miracle or get financially raped.  Since Jesus has the monopoloy on miracles...

::sigh::