Whats work got to do with it?

Whew I haven't blogged in a hella long time!! Whats up? Not much with me just  regular life. On the recap end my summer was fun, not as much fun as I would have liked but fun. I spent the time with my daughter and she went on vacation for a while, and I missed her like crazy. Its now November and I have been unemployed for a year. Hence the title.  Not what I wanted but it happened. I wish I could find a job that would take into consideration that I have a child. I remember my mother telling me the story that a boss told her her family wasn't "shit" and that her leaving to attend to a sick child meant giving up her job. I am trying to find the balance between work and my life. I think my life with my daughter is much more important that a job, much more fulfilling an rewarding. But I don't want to give off that energy, and I want to do my job and balance everything. I have a hard time finding   someone to watch my daughter because alot of her family works, and their schedules are often tied up as well. So I would have to pay someone to watch her. I live on unemployment. I don't know how I have done it for a year but it has happened. I need to work my social life it  has taken a huge nosedive, not that it was great before, and I am getting slightly depressed. I would like to be flexible, I went on an interview and was offered the 4-12am shift? I did mention I had a child that had to go to school and that she was pretty young. I know any and all jobs have their needs but I have my needs too. Also why kill yourself for a job and not a career? Why is the workforce so biased against moms? I am a single mom. I remember working at my job and being told I "had to work:" until 11 because everyone else did, no sorry everyone else was 23 and childless. So no after looking at the schedule there wasn't alot of truth to that one. I would like to go back to school, I do need to get my act together but I also need  employers to understand that I can still be an asset  but I have a child that needs me. I often wonder if I made too much of a big deal  over my daughter and then I look into her eyes. She has a bottom line too.