Once upon a time I thought nannies were only for rich people.
Well, we had to hire one and we are not rich. Though it would make finances a lot better if we were. Nannies aren't cheap. But then again I wouldn't want to hire someone who is inexperienced and inexpensive.
It was difficult for me to hire a nanny. I mean, I knew I had to go back to work eventually, but it was one of those things that my husband and I didn't fully discuss until it was time. With the current economy and work being scarce, we weren't sure how much work my hubs, who is freelance, would have. So there was a possibility we wouldn't need a nanny.
But we do. And we hired one. And she starts Thursday and I am nervous and freaked out and curious and scared.
She had great references, was wonderful with the babies when we interviewed her, and Hans and I liked her very much.
It's just that the handing over of my kids to a virtual stranger is so damn scary to me.
I had this terrible thought that she would steal my babies and sell them.
I don't know WHY these horrific things pop in my head but they do.
Last night I had a dream that in one of the photos I took of Penelope there was an apparition that showed up and now today I am looking around like there are ghosts in the house.
There aren't. I've lived with a ghost before and this apartment doesn't have them.
Though maybe the ghost is a sign that someone is looking after the babies even when I am not around.
Nanny cam Casper.
Sigh. How am I going to do this?
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