To be a nanny is something hard to describe, hard to sum up, if one has never been a nanny. It's a babysitter, yet much more. It's a mother, yet not quite. It's a life, more than a job. It's a job that starts as just that; a job. Over time, however, it becomes so much a part of you that the very thought of leaving is hard to imagine happily. If you happen to be blessed to get a good nanny job.
I am.
I watch three kids. I have been watching them for three years now. Sierra is nearly seven, Ryan is four, and Eva is drawing close to two years old. These aren't their real names, which I won't reveal here in respect to the families wishes.
First posts are always weird. This one is no exception. But oh well. Thus the purpose of the blog has been stated. Nothing further will be stated, except to say that I will be posting happenings and thoughts on being a nanny here. And so begins a new blog.
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