Real Man tells me that I have posted this before.
I have no recollection of it, and if I did, I apologize, but I feel strongly it should be said again.
Today, I feel the need to share my gratitude.
For what, you ask?
It’s not a what, it’s a who.
Today I am giving thanks for Tiny’s babysitter.
I cannot tell you how it feels to be able to go to work and not worry about him.
Please note…I said not worry about him.
I think about him all day long and wonder what he’s doing.
But I never, never worry.
She loves him as if he were her own, and he loves her right back.
In the morning, when I drop him off, he leaps out of my arms to get to her.
In the afternoon, when I pick him up, he leaps right back into mine.
And it’s not just her.
It’s her family.
As he was learning all of our names, he was also learning theirs and gets just as excited when we ask him where they are as he does when we ask where his siblings are.
During the day, he isn’t just watched.
He is loved, he is treasured, he is cared for.
We bumped into her and her children at the Science fair the other night and Tiny just about had a heart attack when he saw them.
I’ve had a few people ask if I’m jealous of how much he loves her.
My response is this:
I’m thrilled that he spends his days with someone who makes him feel as safe and happy as she clearly does. How wonderful if we all spent every second of our days feeling cherished and secure. Jealous? Not for a second. Grateful? Beyond words.
That is wonderful! I worked at a daycare for a month. I was assigned a head teacher position and had high hopes of it being a wonderful place…but it was a nightmare. I quit without notice because I just couldn’t take it anymore. The women who ran the place swore and drank during meetings, were overly aggressive with the children, were irresponsible, broke state regulations…I mean, they left the BABIES UNATTENDED one time! I jumped off that sinking ship quickly, and a couple other girls did too and reported them. They were closed a couple months later.
Needless to say, the whole experience rattled me, and scared me away from childcare. I know that there are some wonderful people out there though, like your babysitter, and if I am in a position to need to go back to work I will scour the earth to find someone like that. And I would be bursting with gratitude too if I had one. Hold on to her!!!!
Comment by thismummaslife — April 2, 2012 @ 9:27 pm |
Oh, we will…trust me! 🙂 It can be a scary experience. I’m very lucky, for the most part, we’ve been very fortunate with all of our babies.
Comment by abozza — April 2, 2012 @ 9:32 pm |