Hey y'all!
I just wanted to let you know that my new job as a nanny is going GREAT! At first, it was extremely difficult. The baby has some extreme anxiety with new people. It's quite funny how my first week went.
Ok, so let's back up.
I started two weeks ago. The family had an aupair from Brazil. I worked with her for the first three days so she could show me the ropes and the baby could get used to me with the comfort of someone familiar alongside her. I was supposed to work the entire week, but on Thursday, I got the stomach flu. It actually makes for a great puke story.
Here's the puke story: So, Thursday morning, I woke up feeling really crummy. I texted Adam around 6 AM saying I was sick and asked if he could bring me some ginger ale. Within half an hour, he was on my front doorstep with ginger ale and this garlic medicine that's supposed to help speed up recovery from illnesses. However, when Adam opened up that cursed bottle, I smelled the strong scent of garlic and I just couldn't handle it anymore. I tried to run to the toilet, but ended up puking all down the hallway, making it one puke into the toilet. This was the first time I didn't make it in the toilet since I was four. I was absolutely dying of embarrassment when I was done, and stepped outside the bathroom to view the damage. I was expecting a mess from Adam as well, since he gets this horrible gag reflex when he sees puke. Instead of seeing another mess, I saw Adam with this little piece of paper towel, wiping up my puke (and it wasn't just a little bit of it), with all his might. It was probably the sweetest sight I've ever seen. I immediately grabbed the roll of paper towel and demanded him to go outside while I cleaned up my own mess. He refused to and grabbed more paper towels and kept cleaning while holding back gags. When I was done cleaning, I went into the bathroom to wash my hands and saw myself in the mirror. My hair was a disaster, I had ghost white skin and mascara blotted around my eyes, and I had a smear of puke on my cheek. I couldn't believe he still loved me after all this, but he certainly did, because for the next three days, he took good care of me. That's pretty rare to find in a guy! I feel so lucky to have him.
Ok, I'm done with my puke story. I just had to brag a little about how awesome my fiance is.
Anyway, the following Monday, I started my job flying solo. The aupair had moved to Maryland for another job. Monday was absolutely horrible. The baby was hysterical the entire day. There were times where I thought she would pass out or make herself sick from all her crying. Sometimes she'd be crying so hard that no sound would be coming out of her mouth and she wouldn't take a breath for a good 10 seconds. I was absolutely frazzled and completely relieved when the day was finally over. The baby hadn't taken her naps, since she was too hysterical to calm down. I was definitely not looking forward to the entire week. However, Tuesday, there was a surprising change. The baby only cried a few times when her mom left and if she was tired. She still didn't really take her naps and was kind of tense all day. But it was definitely an improvement. Wednesday was much better. Thursday was better than Wednesday. Onnolee finally started reaching to come to me, leaving her mother just so I could hold her. On Friday, I walked through the door and Onnolee screamed excitedly, "Lala!!!" and ran up to me. I was so amazed by the radical change that took place from Monday to Friday.
Friday, the mother and the baby left to Pennsylvania to drop the Onnolee off at her grandparents while the mom went on her business trip. I dropped them off at the airport and drove back home. They will be gone for the next few days. The only responsibility I have is to clean the house on Tuesday and put up "Welcome Home" signs for the dad. He is in the military and will be coming home on this following Wednesday. Then, I have to pick up the mother and baby from the airport in Nashville.
During my time off, it's been so nice to hang out with Adam. Yesterday, we worked on his farm. I helped his mom collect pecans and cut the raspberry bushes. After working for a bit, we headed out to go spelunking, which is a southern term for caving. It was so much fun! There was a spring coming out of the cave. We walked in the water, which varied from ankle deep to thigh deep. Surprisingly, it was pretty warm for a cave. It was so fascinating to see the limestone formations and how perfectly clear the water was in the pools on top of the rocks. We saw crawdads that had no eyes, I caught a bright orange and black speckled salamander, and we saw a snake hiding in the rocks. It was really cool to see how much wildlife there was living in the caves. When we reached the end of the first part of the cave, we debated whether we should keep going in the crawl space to get out on the other side, or head back the easy way. Our friends had a baby with them, so they headed back the easy way. We followed them, but decided that soon we will come back and go through the crawl space for a little extra adventure. I wish I had brought my camera so I could have some pretty cool pictures, but I couldn't find it in my room, which is a disaster. Once I find my camera, I'll be sure to go back and take some pretty cool pictures.
I'd post pictures of the baby too, but I can only describe her. The father works in a very secretive position in the military, so it puts the family at risk for enemies to retaliate. I'm not allowed to say when they leave to somewhere and where they are, specifically. I have to be pretty vague about things and can't post pictures without clearance from the mother. I choose not to post pictures for now. But, Onnolee is the most beautiful baby girl you'll ever see! She has blonde hair, vivid blue eyes, long black eyelashes, and beautiful pink lips with rosy cheeks. I can only hope my kids are as cute as she is! When she's in a good mood (typically in the mornings and after her naps), she is the sweetest baby ever. She will turn one year old in October. I am teaching her sign language. She is picking up here and there but hasn't quite caught on that the signs have meaning yet. She knows the sign, "more", but she thinks it means "grapes". She will also sign "puppy" occasionally, and recently learned "baby." I think soon, she will pick up quickly.
Well, that is all for my recent adventures! I'm sure enjoying life here. I miss my family a lot, but I know they're always there and I Skype with them every Sunday, which makes it easier for me.
I'll be sure to keep you updated on my future shenanigans. Until then, farewell!
I just wanted to let you know that my new job as a nanny is going GREAT! At first, it was extremely difficult. The baby has some extreme anxiety with new people. It's quite funny how my first week went.
Ok, so let's back up.
I started two weeks ago. The family had an aupair from Brazil. I worked with her for the first three days so she could show me the ropes and the baby could get used to me with the comfort of someone familiar alongside her. I was supposed to work the entire week, but on Thursday, I got the stomach flu. It actually makes for a great puke story.
Here's the puke story: So, Thursday morning, I woke up feeling really crummy. I texted Adam around 6 AM saying I was sick and asked if he could bring me some ginger ale. Within half an hour, he was on my front doorstep with ginger ale and this garlic medicine that's supposed to help speed up recovery from illnesses. However, when Adam opened up that cursed bottle, I smelled the strong scent of garlic and I just couldn't handle it anymore. I tried to run to the toilet, but ended up puking all down the hallway, making it one puke into the toilet. This was the first time I didn't make it in the toilet since I was four. I was absolutely dying of embarrassment when I was done, and stepped outside the bathroom to view the damage. I was expecting a mess from Adam as well, since he gets this horrible gag reflex when he sees puke. Instead of seeing another mess, I saw Adam with this little piece of paper towel, wiping up my puke (and it wasn't just a little bit of it), with all his might. It was probably the sweetest sight I've ever seen. I immediately grabbed the roll of paper towel and demanded him to go outside while I cleaned up my own mess. He refused to and grabbed more paper towels and kept cleaning while holding back gags. When I was done cleaning, I went into the bathroom to wash my hands and saw myself in the mirror. My hair was a disaster, I had ghost white skin and mascara blotted around my eyes, and I had a smear of puke on my cheek. I couldn't believe he still loved me after all this, but he certainly did, because for the next three days, he took good care of me. That's pretty rare to find in a guy! I feel so lucky to have him.
Ok, I'm done with my puke story. I just had to brag a little about how awesome my fiance is.
Anyway, the following Monday, I started my job flying solo. The aupair had moved to Maryland for another job. Monday was absolutely horrible. The baby was hysterical the entire day. There were times where I thought she would pass out or make herself sick from all her crying. Sometimes she'd be crying so hard that no sound would be coming out of her mouth and she wouldn't take a breath for a good 10 seconds. I was absolutely frazzled and completely relieved when the day was finally over. The baby hadn't taken her naps, since she was too hysterical to calm down. I was definitely not looking forward to the entire week. However, Tuesday, there was a surprising change. The baby only cried a few times when her mom left and if she was tired. She still didn't really take her naps and was kind of tense all day. But it was definitely an improvement. Wednesday was much better. Thursday was better than Wednesday. Onnolee finally started reaching to come to me, leaving her mother just so I could hold her. On Friday, I walked through the door and Onnolee screamed excitedly, "Lala!!!" and ran up to me. I was so amazed by the radical change that took place from Monday to Friday.
Friday, the mother and the baby left to Pennsylvania to drop the Onnolee off at her grandparents while the mom went on her business trip. I dropped them off at the airport and drove back home. They will be gone for the next few days. The only responsibility I have is to clean the house on Tuesday and put up "Welcome Home" signs for the dad. He is in the military and will be coming home on this following Wednesday. Then, I have to pick up the mother and baby from the airport in Nashville.
During my time off, it's been so nice to hang out with Adam. Yesterday, we worked on his farm. I helped his mom collect pecans and cut the raspberry bushes. After working for a bit, we headed out to go spelunking, which is a southern term for caving. It was so much fun! There was a spring coming out of the cave. We walked in the water, which varied from ankle deep to thigh deep. Surprisingly, it was pretty warm for a cave. It was so fascinating to see the limestone formations and how perfectly clear the water was in the pools on top of the rocks. We saw crawdads that had no eyes, I caught a bright orange and black speckled salamander, and we saw a snake hiding in the rocks. It was really cool to see how much wildlife there was living in the caves. When we reached the end of the first part of the cave, we debated whether we should keep going in the crawl space to get out on the other side, or head back the easy way. Our friends had a baby with them, so they headed back the easy way. We followed them, but decided that soon we will come back and go through the crawl space for a little extra adventure. I wish I had brought my camera so I could have some pretty cool pictures, but I couldn't find it in my room, which is a disaster. Once I find my camera, I'll be sure to go back and take some pretty cool pictures.
I'd post pictures of the baby too, but I can only describe her. The father works in a very secretive position in the military, so it puts the family at risk for enemies to retaliate. I'm not allowed to say when they leave to somewhere and where they are, specifically. I have to be pretty vague about things and can't post pictures without clearance from the mother. I choose not to post pictures for now. But, Onnolee is the most beautiful baby girl you'll ever see! She has blonde hair, vivid blue eyes, long black eyelashes, and beautiful pink lips with rosy cheeks. I can only hope my kids are as cute as she is! When she's in a good mood (typically in the mornings and after her naps), she is the sweetest baby ever. She will turn one year old in October. I am teaching her sign language. She is picking up here and there but hasn't quite caught on that the signs have meaning yet. She knows the sign, "more", but she thinks it means "grapes". She will also sign "puppy" occasionally, and recently learned "baby." I think soon, she will pick up quickly.
Well, that is all for my recent adventures! I'm sure enjoying life here. I miss my family a lot, but I know they're always there and I Skype with them every Sunday, which makes it easier for me.
I'll be sure to keep you updated on my future shenanigans. Until then, farewell!
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