#pride training

[atlemont]

More training

Hooray.

I’m at a training for work, but at least this time there is my HUSBAND! We both needed this training and somehow we arranged for our parents to watch the kids for 4 days and we snuck away to training.

Now, foster parent trainer training is no vacation, but we are alone in the hotel room, and dinner is on our own. So for the last two nights we went out with some work friends of mine. But tonight. Tonight we have a DATE planned! Woohoo! And work will pay for most of it!

I’m a bit salty about the training itself, it’s not quite in line with the way we are actually presenting the material now, but that is a conflict for people above my pay grade. I don’t like the teaching methods of the instructors. It’s not effective. It’s more instruction on how to publically speak, and no training of the material at all.

[atlemont]

So, last night I taught round two of foster parent training. We were talking trauma and how it can effect even our youngest of kiddos. We were talking about providing continuity and consistency and prepping for change. I used my life as an example. Last night was dance night and R doesn’t usually do well if Hubby takes him because dance is “Mommy time”. We prepped him the day before, the morning of, and right before. He did great. At the end of class, one of my participants gave me this to read to my son. Cue tears. Sometimes I feel like I may be doing the right thing.