oh the joy
Kids..... what would we do without them?
After being the nanny of 5 kids (consisting of 3 boys at ages 9 (clive), 7 (jack), and 5 (joe), and twin girls at 3 (sophie and ella)) almost everyday for 2 years, i recall many times thinking "OK, TUBAL LIGATION NOW!"... However, on the other hand, i find myself becoming homesick for them whenever i'm away for long periods of time...
After 2 years of brutal torture- consisting of kids that rarely listen, being used as a human trampoline, ruining more clothes than i have in my entire life, having my eardrums blown off by the ever-persistent high-pitched squealing amongst all children, contracting every possible sickness, being barfed on once too many times, sacrificing half my social life because i never had the guts to turn down extra baby-sitting jobs, and witnessing more nose bleeds than i could ever care for- i came to the realization that i really loved all that.
I loved having two little snot-nosed, chocolate-covered aaryan angels running towards me excitedly yelling "RAMIN RAMIN!" as i walk in the door.
I loved going home everyday with raisins stuck to my socks.
I am going to miss stepping on little peices of lego, and it taking everything out of me not to yell every profane word of pain and anger into the air and down the auditory canals of 5 virgin ears.
I am going to miss the feeling you get when a little girl falls asleep on your lap or on your chest (though i don't have much of one), with their soft, steady breathing sending yourself into another slumber. (or in sophie's case, snarkling and snoring causing you to panic for fear that she's dying in her sleep.... or just that she's going to blow chunks all over you).
I am going to miss the constant chaos, and the feeling of knowing that you will never have to worry about being bored in the "Mackenzie residence".
I am going to miss going home everyday with someone else's leftovers somehow plastered to my shirt, snot on my jeans, or spit stuck to my hair.
I am going to miss sitting down on a small couch/chair (meant to fit 1.5 people), with two toddlers on my lap, jack sprawled across the back of the couch, joe cuddling into the other side of me, and clive on the arm of the chair with his feet tucked under my butt- when there are 2 perfectly large and vacant couches in the exact same room.
Yes, and of course i am going to miss the constant workout i get from lifting children every 2 seconds --> my biceps are huge! (for a girl, that is).
Anways... Enough for "i miss i miss i miss", im sure everyone is tired of hearing it, haha. I'll think of more next time.
*And yes, whitney, i am your girlfriend, but chelsa's still my lover. (ps, i used capital letters- happy now??)
Ok, well, im going to take a nap. kids have me tired again :P
After being the nanny of 5 kids (consisting of 3 boys at ages 9 (clive), 7 (jack), and 5 (joe), and twin girls at 3 (sophie and ella)) almost everyday for 2 years, i recall many times thinking "OK, TUBAL LIGATION NOW!"... However, on the other hand, i find myself becoming homesick for them whenever i'm away for long periods of time...
After 2 years of brutal torture- consisting of kids that rarely listen, being used as a human trampoline, ruining more clothes than i have in my entire life, having my eardrums blown off by the ever-persistent high-pitched squealing amongst all children, contracting every possible sickness, being barfed on once too many times, sacrificing half my social life because i never had the guts to turn down extra baby-sitting jobs, and witnessing more nose bleeds than i could ever care for- i came to the realization that i really loved all that.
I loved having two little snot-nosed, chocolate-covered aaryan angels running towards me excitedly yelling "RAMIN RAMIN!" as i walk in the door.
I loved going home everyday with raisins stuck to my socks.
I am going to miss stepping on little peices of lego, and it taking everything out of me not to yell every profane word of pain and anger into the air and down the auditory canals of 5 virgin ears.
I am going to miss the feeling you get when a little girl falls asleep on your lap or on your chest (though i don't have much of one), with their soft, steady breathing sending yourself into another slumber. (or in sophie's case, snarkling and snoring causing you to panic for fear that she's dying in her sleep.... or just that she's going to blow chunks all over you).
I am going to miss the constant chaos, and the feeling of knowing that you will never have to worry about being bored in the "Mackenzie residence".
I am going to miss going home everyday with someone else's leftovers somehow plastered to my shirt, snot on my jeans, or spit stuck to my hair.
I am going to miss sitting down on a small couch/chair (meant to fit 1.5 people), with two toddlers on my lap, jack sprawled across the back of the couch, joe cuddling into the other side of me, and clive on the arm of the chair with his feet tucked under my butt- when there are 2 perfectly large and vacant couches in the exact same room.
Yes, and of course i am going to miss the constant workout i get from lifting children every 2 seconds --> my biceps are huge! (for a girl, that is).
Anways... Enough for "i miss i miss i miss", im sure everyone is tired of hearing it, haha. I'll think of more next time.
*And yes, whitney, i am your girlfriend, but chelsa's still my lover. (ps, i used capital letters- happy now??)
Ok, well, im going to take a nap. kids have me tired again :P