Showing posts with label Babysitter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Babysitter. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Less stress, more smiles!

I've sat down to write this post a few times and have always given up and deleted it because I wasn't sure how I wanted to go about doing so, or even if it was something I wanted to share.  I've went back and forth in my mind trying to decide. On one hand, I want to say forget it; the drama is over and we have moved on with our lives. Wouldn't it be best to just let it go?  Then, the other side of me is saying that I have the right to my side of the story.  I have made the choice in my life to be a blogger.  Some people see it as just a casual side of social networking.  To me, it is much more than that.  Personally, it is a record of my life; the ups and the downs.  It is also an outlet for me.  Sure, it is on the internet for anyone to see, but I know that when I write.  I have never meant for this to be a private blog.  I'm out there, Jerry, and I'm lovin' it!  I have made actual friends through this blog.  I have made contact with old friends, and have had old acquaintances become new friends.  My blog and my readers are very important to me.  I don't fabricate stories to interest you.  I give you the truth.  I don't feel the need to embellish to try to make the events seem better or worse than they happened.  It is what it is.  I have never claimed to be a great storyteller... Just ask Mike!  I've also never claimed to be the best mom/wife/daughter/friend in the world, either.  I have my flaws just like each and every one of you.  But, I do what works best for myself and my family.  I live my life on purpose.  I make each moment count.  When something goes wrong, I try with all my might to make it better.  When I can't, well... Let's just say that I make some pretty sweet lemonade ;o)
Lately, our lives have been filled with a lot of unnecessary drama.  It has been stressful to the point of literally giving my a stomachache.  On Valentine's Day, I went to pick Jaden up at daycare to take her to preschool.  I had asked her how Annie (our daycare provider) liked her Valentine's Day gift.  Jaden told me that she hadn't opened it yet because she wasn't up yet and because the party wasn't until after lunch.  You should know that we loved our daycare provider.  She provided care for my girls when Mike and I couldn't.  It is a fact of life that we need two incomes to support our family, so until I can get to the point where I am able to work from home, we need to send our kids to daycare.  We went with an in-home daycare so we could give our girls the sense of home.  We wanted them to have the personal attention and love that they would get with, not necessarily us, but maybe a really close friend.  We also wanted a professional relationship with our provider.  We wanted her to be able to come to us with any problems that may happen and, in turn, allow us to speak up if we had a problem with something she was or wasn't doing.  There were often mornings that Annie was not available when we arrived.  On those mornings, her husband was always awake and downstairs to greet the girls, so we really didn't have a huge problem with it.  If there was something that I needed to discuss with her, I just waited until pick-up.  As long as there was a responsible, trusted adult there that I knew, I was ok.  So, when Jaden told me that Annie wasn't up yet, I didn't think much of it.  Then, J asked me if it was weird that Annie takes a bath because she's not a kid.  To Jaden, kids take baths and adults take showers.  I was somewhat annoyed.  I have had mornings where I have woken up late and know how frustrating it is to have to hurry and get around for work.  But, I always get to work dressed and ready.  If I would happen to miss a shower, I would just take it that evening (although I am an evening shower person anyway.)  To take the time to relax in a bath instead of quickly jumping in the shower seemed a bit selfish and irresponsible.  But, I pushed those thoughts to the side and tell Jaden that sometimes big people like to take baths, too.  THEN, Jaden said, "Mom, sometimes when people get big, do they get hair on their privates?"  I was LIVID.  I asked J if she watched Annie take a bath and she said, "Yeah!  She was being really silly with her wash cloth."  I asked her who else watched Annie take a bath and she said, "Everyone.  We all love Annie!"  I was hot.  I quickly explained to J that bath time is private time and she should give Annie her privacy and not watch her take a bath.  I didn't want to make a huge deal about it to Jaden right before she was going into school.  I didn't want her to feel like SHE did anything wrong.  Jaden went into school and I cried.  I freaking bawled my eyes out.  Jaden is only four years old.  I haven't yet taught her about the changes that happen to girls' bodies when the become an adult.  I did not need for our paid, non-family daycare provider to do that for me.  I was fueled with hatred toward this woman that I trusted.  She was exposing herself to children that she is not related to!  It made me want to throw up.  I didn't know what to do.  
I called Annie that evening after the girls went to bed.  I proceeded to tell her what Jaden told me and she completely, 100% admitted it.  In fact, she failed to see how what she did could be seen as inappropriate.  She honestly could not believe that I had an issue with her being nude in front of my kids.  She is a grown woman in her 60s that has been doing in-home daycare for over 30 years!  How could she not see how totally inappropriate it was?  She told me, "Shannon, in the 34 years I've been doing this, you are the first person that has ever had a problem with this."  I asked if the other parents knew and she replied, "Yeah, in fact we joke about it all the time.  Most of them find it endearing."  She then told me that some of the children have even bathed WITH her!  I was angry to the point where I was literally shaking.  Even so, I kept a cool head and just talked to her.  I never once called her any names or accused her of doing anything.  I simply had a problem with what she had already admitted to doing.  She explained that her family is very open when it comes to being naked.  They think nothing of it.  I had to ask if her husband had ever been naked in front of my kids... She said no, because they are girls, but he has been showering before with the boys in the bathroom.  I know she is not forcing the kids to watch, but still.  She said that she just wants to create a home away from home for the kids.  I expressed my appreciation for that fact, but also told her that my kids have never even seen ME naked!  In the end, we agreed to disagree about the inappropriateness of the issue.  She said that she would not allow my girls to watch her bathe, but that would just be, "one more thing that they couldn't do."  Fine then. I'm ok with that. 

I tried to go on with each day being as normal and unawkward as possible.  I'm all about second chances and putting the past in the past.  Then I saw that one of the other moms posted a blog about the incident, only not so much.  The story was completely twisted and made Annie sound like it was all an innocent mistake.  This other mother claimed that Annie told her the girls happened to see her as she was changing for bible study.  She wrote that Annie said I thought she was "disgusting" and "appalling," neither of which I said.  The kids watched her BATHE!  According to this mother, "This entire controversy that has since swept through my daycare like wildfire just seems too ridiculous to worry about. So the kids saw some boobs? What I find appalling is a parent who throws such a fit over such an insignificant issue. I find it disgusting that you would try to make a woman who cares for your children feel guilty and ashamed. By elevating a simple issue into a huge debate, this mother has made nakedness seem dirty. It doesn't have to be."  
I don't know who lied.  I don't know if Annie lied to the other parents because she thought I would run and tell them, so she wanted to try to get to them first and make me look like a liar?  Or, did the other mother lie in her blog post because she didn't want to put the whole truth out there and get reamed by her readers?  Either way, someone lied because they knew it was WRONG.  I didn't "throw a fit."  I simply had a problem with something that Annie had done, so as a mother, I called her to talk about it.  We reached an agreement and were done with it.  I would have done the same thing if it was any other issue.  Many people have told me to tell the other parents.  I have been advised to report her to the state and even to the authorities.  I didn't because in my mind, she and I had settled our differences and came to an understanding that it wouldn't happen again.  As a parent, I have the right to bring up any issue that I have a problem with, whether it be something that she had given them for lunch or how long of a nap the girls got.  I called her after hours to talk privately about the issue.  So, if it is spreading like wildfire, someone else lit the match, not I.  I never brought the blog post up to Annie or the other mother.  

Days passed and we went through the awkward motions of pick-up/drop-off at daycare each day.  Since our talk, Annie had been distant.  There was obvious tension between her and I.  I honestly started to feel bad for even bringing it up, even though I knew in my heart that it needed to be talked about.  As the weeks went by, I would casually throw into conversations with J, "What did you do today?  What did you have for lunch?  Did you watch Annie take a bath?"  J always answered no.  She would tell me if she had.  J knows that there are NO SECRETS to be kept from me.  Most importantly, she knows that if someone tells her to NOT tell me, she is to immediately come to me (or her dad or grandma if she feels like she will get into trouble) and tell me right away.  I thought that we were in the clear.  We are listing our house at the beginning of April.  We will eventually need a new sitter, so I told myself that we just needed to make this last for a few more months.  I didn't want to have to move the girls to a new daycare, then move them to a new house, then possibly move them to a new daycare again by our new house.  They thrive on routine and stability.

Then, the other mother called me three weeks later.  Her daughter goes to the same preschool as Jaden and she is able to pick the girls up from preschool to take them back to Annie's house.  She said in a very serious tone, "Shannon, I need to talk to you about something that happened when I picked Jaden up."  I was worried that maybe J ran through the parking lot or something.  She began to tell me about how she has a DVD player in her car.  That day, Jaden had asked if she could turn it on.  This mother explain to J that it is really for long trips only (even though she had let the girls watch several times before) and that since they were only going a couple of blocks away, it was going to be left off.  This mother then tells me that she looked in the rear view mirror and Jaden had stuck her tongue out at her.  She told J that that was not nice and that I  would be incredibly disappointed in her behavior (Completely untrue.  I agree that it was inappropriate but disappointed was rather harsh). She just wanted to call to let me know of the incident in case J were to bring it up.  I apologized and told her that I would talk to Jaden about it that night  We talked a little and I thanked her for bringing it to my attention.  She told me that it wasn't necessary to talk to Jaden because she resolved it and everything was fine.  I again thanked her and assured her that it would not happen again.  I still talked to J though.  Jaden understood that it was disrespectful and promised me that it would not happen again.  Issue over, right?  Then I read her blog again, titled, "It Takes A Village: I'll Discipline Your Brat If I Need To."  In her post, she mentioned how J (even though she didn't use her name) walked into daycare and told the other kids that she was a "jerk."  She had not told me that in our phone conversation.  I talked to Jaden that morning.  I said, "I need to ask you something and I need you to tell me the truth.  You will not get in trouble if you tell me the truth."  I asked her if she had told her friends that her friend's mom was a jerk.  She said, "No, why? What's a jerk?"  Right then and there, I knew that mother had lied about that.  I made some calls and found a new driver for Jaden.  The blog post also quotes me saying, "You don't have any right to discipline my daughter.  She's going through a rough phase right now.  In the future, just call me if you have a problem and I'll address it with her later.  But don't discipline my daughter for me."  I was shocked.  Some of the comments hurt.  Especially the one that advised, "I wouldn't give the little wretch a ride anymore. Sounds like she needs her mouth smacked."
I called the mother that night.  I first, thanked her again for filling me in on the situation.  I told her I talked to J and that she understood that we respect everyone and their feelings.  Jaden knew she had made a poor choice and it wouldn't happen again.  Then, I told her that I read her blog.  I told her that I was offended and embarrassed because she made my daughter and myself out to be completely different than we actually were and she lied about the situation and the outcome.  She tried to tell me that she wasn't writing about Jaden and myself!  She said that it was a collaboration of different situations that happened to her... That just so happen to be the same situation that she felt the need to call me at work (at my job with the school system -- she mentions that in the blog).  I kept a cool head and politely told her that whatever her reasons were, it was done.  I just wanted to let her know that I read it and that it hurt.  She flipped it around and got mad at me, saying, "Well, you write about Annie in YOUR blog!"  I told her that first of all, I don't write anything about Annie that I haven't already discussed with her.  Second, my blog is not private.  I write names and I show pictures (she too has written Annie's name).  Third, ANNIE IS NOT THE ISSUE HERE.  I told her that this had NOTHING to do with daycare.  It was a preschool issue.  She turned it into a daycare issue too.  This woman clearly was getting defensive and wanting to put the blame on anyone but her when all I wanted to do was bring it to her attention that she hurt my feelings, as silly as that might sound.

So, I started to consider finding new daycare.  I was torn because like I said, I wanted stability for the girls.  I didn't want to tear them away from their BFFs because of an issue I was having with another parent and Annie.  I felt like J would hold a grudge.  Then Jaden's mood changed and she started getting sick.  She would often tell me she didn't want to go to Annie's.  I ask her why and she tells me that she just likes school and home more.  One day, I picked her up from preschool and she asked me if we were going home.  I told her that she had to go to Annie's because I had to go to work.  She begged me to take her to work with me.  She said she didn't like Annie's house anymore.  I asked her why and she said that "Annie is always grumpy to me."  Annie had started to take it out on J whether she knew it or not.  I knew then that it was time to switch daycare.  I found another daycare provider and scheduled a meeting with her.  I was really optimistic about it.  A good friend of mine recommended her to me and as it turns out, Mike works with her husband. When I picked Jaden up after work, she told me that she hadn't talked to anyone at all that day.  She said she stayed quiet and just played all day so Annie wouldn't be grumpy.  Broke my heart.  I told Jaden that maybe we could find somewhere else for her to play and make new friends.  Then, that night she vomited in the night.  She looked up at me and asked if because her tummy hurt, did that mean that she didn't have to go to Annie's?  I felt like she was starting to literally worry herself sick.  My brother was bullied in elementary school.  He went through the same thing.  He had stomach ulcers in 3rd or 4th grade because he worried so much about the mean kid at school.  I feel like in a way, Jaden was being bullied.  I was moving as quickly as I could with this issue.  It was just so hard on me because I wanted to be there for J and I feel like I was not.  
So, where are we now?  We have found a new daycare!  The girls are now going to an in-home daycare where the provider has a much lighter load.  They are loving it and we are much happier!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Hot Lips

Mike and I went to pick the girls up from the sitter's yesterday.  She keeps her lights very dim, so it wasn't until we got home that we saw what our daughter really looked like.
Bright red lipstick!  Sure, it was cute... until I tried to take it off.  I don't know what kind of lipstick this was, but it did not budge!  I tried a wet wipe.  I tried soap and water.  I tried make up remover.  Jaden was in tears because her lips were being rubbed raw.  She still had red lips.

This morning, she woke up and was upset because she thought her friends at preschool would laugh at her.  Honestly, after all of the scrubbing last night, having a bath, and sleeping, it was very faint.  You could definitely still see it, but it wasn't as bright.  I told her she looked beautiful but maybe Annie could try to get it off.  She also has strict instructions to leave Annie's lipstick alone from now on!  Oh my, child...

Obviously, if I'm taking Jaden's picture, T wants in on the action!

Before taking Jaden's picture, I kind of licked my thumb and wiped a little dirt/food/booger/something from her nose.  She replied, "Ooh, Mom!  Your water smells good!"

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Heart of the Matter

About a month and a half ago, I went to pick the girls up at the sitter's.  As I always do, I asked our babysitter how the girls' day was.  She just rolled her eyes.  When Jaden walked up to me, I could tell she was in trouble.  Now, we had never had a problem with Jaden at daycare up until that point.  She always does what she is told and is very polite.  Our sitter has told us on many occasions that she wished more of the kids would act like Jaden.  I knew that if Jaden was in trouble, something pretty out of the ordinary happened.  When I asked, the babysitter told me (in a louder-than-needed voice) that Jaden is a liar.  Jaden is bad.  Jaden gets no go-home candy.  Jaden is a LIAR.  The babysitter was so over-the-top.  I felt bad for Jaden and felt angry that this woman was yelling such negative things about my child.  It seemed as though she was intentionally trying to hurt her feelings again.  At this point, I still didn't know what happened because each time I asked, she just said Jaden lied.  Then she told Jaden to go show me what she did.  Jaden timidly led me into the playroom.  I didn't see anything out of the ordinary.  Honestly, the room was cleaned and kids were playing.  Then a kid pointed to a chair.  I assumed that Jaden was told to sit on the chair at some point during the day??  Then I saw it.  A tiny heart.  On that miniature folding chair was a perfectly drawn heart.  But what does this have to do with Jaden?  I just looked at the babysitter questioningly.  She (with a raised voice) told me that Jaden drew that heart on the chair and LIED to her, telling her that she didn't.  I asked if she saw Jaden draw the heart.  She replied that no, she did not see her but she knows it was Jaden because Jaden is the only one that can draw a perfect heart.  Surprised, I told the babysitter that I had never seen Jaden draw a heart.  I can tell you, as Jaden's mom, that she did not do it.  I know in my heart that it was another child.  At home, Jaden draws all the time.  A day doesn't pass that she doesn't draw, whether it be with crayons, colored pencils, or on her Magna Doodle.  I would have seen her draw a heart.  Our babysitter stood there accused J of something that she had no proof of; something that Jaden was probably innocent of.  When we got to the car, I explained to Jaden that because she got in trouble at daycare, she wasn't necessarily in trouble at home.  I told her how important it was to tell me what really happened.  I kept reinforcing to her that I was not mad at her and she is not a bad girl.  She looked me square in the eyes and said, "I didn't do it, Mom."  That was the truth.  She was being honest with me.  I asked her if she knew who did it.  "It was Alyssa." 

When we got home, Jaden and I were in her room playing.  She had her Magna Doodle out.  I asked her if she wanted to play a game.  I told her that I would draw a circle and she could draw a triangle.  We did.  Next, I told her that I would draw an oval and she could draw a square.  We did.  I'll draw a house and you draw a face.  Done.  I'll draw a star and you draw a heart.... I drew my star and waited.  Jaden tried to draw a heart.  She messed up and started over.  She messed up again and started over.  She couldn't do it.  She was getting frustrated because she couldn't get the heart right.  She asked me if I would show her how.  I drew a heart and had her copy it.  As proud of her as I was, her hear was far from perfect.  Jaden's heart didn't have a point at the bottom and looked more like a circle than an actual heart.  That was proof enough for me.

I know Jaden is not perfect.  I know that she can tell a tall tale... we are working very hard on that.  I am totally for putting her in time-out when she does something wrong.  But, I also know when she is being truthful.  I also know when not to make a mountain out of a mole hill.

I never brought this issue up to the babysitter again.  In fact, now that it is almost two months later, I still hold a tiny grudge.  You would think that being a daycare provider for over 30 years would teach her a few things.  For starters, don't let the kids play with markers unsupervised.  Second, if somebody does draw on something that they are not supposed to, and nobody will confess, take the markers away.  Explain to the kids that if they don't tell her what happened, than everyone will be punished and nobody will get to draw.  Third, practice what you preach.  Don't tattle. Don't finger-point.  Don't call names.  Be kind.  These are some of the many things that she instills in these kids.  Lead by example!  I understand that being around kids all day long may take it's toll on a person.  Fine.  Have a glass of wine at 6:00 when they are all gone.  Do not EVER put your finger in my child's face and call her a liar again.  Do not EVER put her down and make her feel ashamed again.  Do not EVER embarrass her in front of her friends again.  Love her and care for her.  Be there for her when I can't.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

We've Been Hit...

with SILLY BANDZ!!! 

The babysitter was on vacation last week and when she returned, she brought a truckload of these crazy bracelets for all of the kids.  You know, there has been a lot of talk about these bracelets lately and I never understood the problem.  Teachers were wanting the banned from the classroom!  In my mind, I compared them to the Lip Smackers necklaces that were all the rage when I was in junior high.
I remember my friends and I had probably 20 of these little lip balms hanging from a shoe string around our necks. We were SO COOL.
So what is the big deal with Silly Bandz?  The are basically rubber bands that come in various shapes and colors.

Why all of the controversy?  WELL, I understand and am backing them with full support!  Last night, instead of eating dinner, Jaden looked at her Silly Bandz.  She played with her Silly Bandz.  She completely, 100% tuned us out.  She was not hearing a word we were saying.  She was mesmerized by her Silly Bandz.  We tried taking them away but then she went into a pre-meltdown and we figured it wasn't worth it.  So, Mike and I ate our dinner and Jaden played with her Silly Bandz... and ate probably 3 bites of her hot dog.  We have a new rule now.  Silly Bandz are for wearing to the babysitter's ONLY.  Before dinner, they go into a baggie.
She is then allowed to play with them after dinner if she wants to but they stay in the bag, on the kitchen counter at night.  Then, in the morning after breakfast, she can load her arms with her precious bandz.
Are they cool or what?  Have any of you run into problems with these pesky things?

Friday, June 25, 2010

Babysitting Chat - UPDATE!!

See red text below for babysitter update!!

Wow!  Thanks for all of the comments on my post yesterday!  I originally started to reply in the comments section, but felt nobody would go back and check out my response.  That and it was getting a little lengthy. 

First of all, she is not my regular, everyday sitter. We pay THAT sitter the big bucks! This is just a high school teenager. She will be there from 6:30 to 11:30 or 12. I think I am going to text her today and just tell her that we normally pay a night time sitter $5/hour but since she asked for $8, how about if we give her $8 for the first two hours that the kids are awake and $5 after that? Does that seem reasonable? I understand that their lives are priceless and if something were to happen....... It's not like if something did happen she would just ignore it because we are giving her less than what she wanted.  I don't know, I'm on the fence.  One part of me is saying, "Seriously??  That's a lot for a sitter to come over and sit in my house while my kids are sleeping!  No way, José!!"  The other part of me is saying, "She IS from a higher income neighborhood.  Maybe that is what the Drs. dish out for their teenage babysitters."  Yes, I did ask her what she charges, BUT I never verbally agreed to it.  What if you were going to a job interview and they ask you how much you want to make, then give you less than that?  I don't know...  See, you people are making me second guess myself! :o)  She IS giving up her Saturday night and I remember how important those were the summer before my senior year.  She DOES have to drive about 20 minutes to get to my house and gas is NOT cheap. 

Ready?  Set?  Comment!  Be honest... I really want your opinions!!

On a completely unrelated note, my 400th blog post is coming up... what do you want from me?  Question/answer?  Pictures?  Recipes?  I would say giveaways, but seeing as I STILL haven't delivered on my 300th post giveaways... yeah, probably not the best idea :o)  Tell me or I'll officially be done blogging FOREVER at post number 399!!

I texted the girl this morning:
"Hey! We were thinking, and usually we pay evening sitters 5 dollars an hour but since you asked for 8, maybe we could compromise and give you 8 for the first 2 hours they are awake and 5 for the rest. Will that work for you?"

Her reply:
"Yeah that should be fine hahah"

After that, she sent:
"I just wanted to let you know that eight to ten bucks an hour is what I've been paid in the past, not what I charge. If that makes sense hahah. But what you said works out great and sorry for throwing out big numbers without talkin about it first!"

Problem one solved.  Problem two... WHAT TO DO FOR MY 400th POST??

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Times Are A Changin'

You know, I didn't babysit much when I was younger.  There was a family down the street that hired me a couple of times to watch two toddlers and I did babysit my younger cousins from time to time.  I remember getting $10-$20 dollars total for a single afternoon or evening.  Mike and I had a 17-year-old girl over last night to meet the girls.  We normally have my cousin babysit if we want to do something sans kids, but she has plans on Saturday night and we were invited to a party.  This new girl came highly recommended.  She came over and immediately started playing with J.  Jaden loved her!  She seemed perfect... until I asked her how much she charges.  $8-$10 per hour!!  Are you kidding me?  A relaxing night out together will cost Mike and I an extra $40?!   I figured, she's a teenager, not related to me... I can just tell her what I'll pay her!  Right?  I looked online...

  • Reasonable pay for a teenager is $5 per hour
  • Then, they say to add $1/hour for each additional child.  Total: $6 per hour
  • THEN, they say that infants and toddlers under the age of 3 require additional needs such as diaper changing, feeding, and putting to bed (what is included in that initial $5??) and therefore add $2/hour. Total: $8 per hour
  • Regular babysitting hours are said to be between 8 a.m. and 10 p.m.  Anything before or after that window is an additional $2/hour.  Total: $10 per hour
Really?  Minimum wage in Indiana is $7.25 an hour.  How on earth is it acceptable to pay a teenager more than minimum wage to watch my kids while I go to a friend's party?  Do you think I could meet in the middle and give her $6 an hour?  I mean seriously, would she turn down $30?

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Nicknames

Do you have a nickname? I don't. Usually nicknames are given because of something that person did, how that person looks, or based on that person's personality or abilities. A lot of the kids at the sitter's, mainly the older ones, have been give a nickname by Annie. Chipper Dipper, Ed and Puffer... yeah, I don't even know these kids' real names :o) Annie, Jaden, the other kids and the other parents all refer to the kids by their nicknames. Well, one of my girls has been given the nickname Poopy-Do. I have a feeling that when she is 10 years old, Annie will still be calling her Poopy-Do. Which one, you ask? Here she is, guilty as charged:


I went to pick the girls up yesterday and Annie told me that in over 30 years of day care, she has never had happen what Taylor did yesterday. Yesterday was a hot day. Taylor doesn't have a lot of summer clothes yet so I just put a little sun dress on her so she would stay cool. Annie had put Taylor down for her nap. The babies sleep in a little room off of the living room with the door closed to keep out the noises. Later in the afternoon, Annie said she heard Taylor in there kinda making noises. She wasn't crying, just talking. Annie's husband, Scott, was home and had asked if she needed help with anything. She told him that Taylor was starting to wake up so he could go get her, then start making grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch. Annie told me that Scott went and opened the door, gasped, then closed the door. She asked what was wrong and he just said that he didn't think Taylor was ready to get up yet. Annie went to get her and that is when she saw it. POOP EVERYWHERE! The sundress that I put on Taylor has a onesie that goes under it but since it was so hot yesterday, I just put the dress on with the diaper. Taylor has never even tried to pull a diaper off ever... until yesterday! Annie said Taylor had managed to get her poopy diaper off and was squeezing poop between her fingers, had it in her hair, all over her body, on her face, covering the entire bed, in her ears, nose, MOUTH, between her toes, EVERYWHERE! Annie said she was just smiling from ear to poopy ear... so pleased with what she had accomplished! Annie immediately got her in the bath, clothes and blanket in the washer, and sent Scott outside to completely disassemble and disinfect the bed. She said she had to scrub every single inch of Taylor's body, getting between fingers and toes with a nail brush. My Sweet Baby Tay will now forever be known at day care as Poopy-Do. Oh, and no, Annie did not get any pictures. Maybe next time ;o)

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Back in the Swing of Things

I started back to work last Monday. Part of me was happy to be back but another part of me was sad to realize that another woman would be spending more time with my girls than I would. She will get to see them smile and hear them laugh all day while I get to sit in front of a computer doing work I never pictured myself doing (and not in a "wow! I never thought I'd get the chance to do this!" kind of way). Jaden loves going to the babysitter's house! Taylor is too young to know any different yet, but she doesn't cry all day so that has to say something. Jaden looks forward to going there and playing with her friends. I know they are in good hands. I don't worry about that one bit. I know TONS of people leave their kids at a sitter's house or daycare during the day while they trot off to work. I accept that this is how it has to be, but I don't have to be 100% thrilled about it.

My job is a job. I work and should be thankful for that... especially with so many people losing their jobs. I just wish I liked it more. I don't HATE it, but it is not what I went to school everyday for. Anyone could do what I do. I want to create things that WOW people! I want to be asked, "how did you do that?!?" I don't want to drop signatures onto forms. I don't want to copy text from a Word document and paste it into a publishing program. I want an actual desk, not two banquet tables pushed together. Someday I'll be able to work my dream job!

One thing I am very pleased with is the way we have all fallen into a routine. Mike wakes up to feed Taylor in the night. I get up at 5:30 to get ready for work. I dress Taylor and take her to the sitter's at 7:00, then am at work before 7:30. Mike wakes up at 7:30 to get around for work. He dresses Jaden and takes her to the sitter's at 8:30 and is at work before 9:30. I pick the girls up after work at 4:30. We go home, unpack their bag, and re-pack it for the next day. I pack my lunch for the next day and set my coffee pot timer for the next morning. I then start dinner while Jaden plays and Taylor snoozes for a bit. Mike it home by 5:30. We eat dinner at 6:00 and Taylor eats around 6:30. I feed Taylor and Mike clears the dinner table. We all hang out together until 8:00 baths. Jaden is in bed at 8:30 and Taylor gets PJs on and ready for her last bottle at 9:30-10:00. She goes down for bed and I shower. Then Mike and I FINALLY get to relax and watch some TV together before we head to bed around 11:00 (if not before)... lather, rinse, repeat! It's a busy, busy life! Mike and I talk a lot about our past. We remember times when we would sleep until 9:00 before going to class for a few hours. We'd then come home and hang out until work at 4:00. After work (on the weekends), we'd come home and get ready to go out with friends. And we thought life was crazy then!! Sometimes I wish I could peek into the future to see what lies ahead...