nanny rant (warning: gross)
Little Guy bit me today, and then bit his mom, and wouldn't stop playing in Baby's carseat, so I had to hide it on top of the fridge. He kept demanding juice boxes and Gatorade--obviously, the bosses did NOT buy a child-proof fridge lock over the weekend (after he poured Gatorade all over the floor on Friday). He didn't nap. He pooped in his underwear, as usual, but then walked around his room, leaving a trail of little poop-balls behind him, some of which he smashed into the rug with his socks. (Thank you, God, for the invention of flushable baby wipes!) The baby had two poopy diapers, one of which leaked all over my lap. (Anyone know how to get yellow breastfed-baby poop out of blue jeans?) I didn't get breakfast until 9:30 a.m. and then didn't get lunch until 2:30 p.m. and haven't had dinner yet. I worked from 7:15 this morning until 6:00 this evening and am about ready to ask for "hazard pay" for the duration of potty-training Little Guy. I'm supposed to cook dinner but I'm covered in other people's bodily fluids and for some reason am not very hungry....
On the other hand, Baby Girl pouted and began to cry when I let a stranger (a fellow nanny) at the bookstore hold her; when she was handed back to me, she grinned and grinned. I know a 3-month-old isn't suposed to recognize adults yet, but this one sure does! :)
Oh, and I forgot to mention that the insurance company has declared my car a total loss, so for $5600 I have to find a car--and the title, taxes, and tags have to come out of that same check. And tires, if the car is in need. Did I mention that my car only had 55,000 miles on it? And the tires weren't even two years old? And I *liked* it?
My stress level is so high I'm surprised my hair isn't falling out!
On the other hand, Baby Girl pouted and began to cry when I let a stranger (a fellow nanny) at the bookstore hold her; when she was handed back to me, she grinned and grinned. I know a 3-month-old isn't suposed to recognize adults yet, but this one sure does! :)
Oh, and I forgot to mention that the insurance company has declared my car a total loss, so for $5600 I have to find a car--and the title, taxes, and tags have to come out of that same check. And tires, if the car is in need. Did I mention that my car only had 55,000 miles on it? And the tires weren't even two years old? And I *liked* it?
My stress level is so high I'm surprised my hair isn't falling out!