When you are putting a baby to bed it’s important to be there just enough so it knows that everything is okay, but still be able to pull away in order to make your exit.
Being a nanny is a lot like this.
You have to spend all of this time with this little creature (I’m calling him creature because his cries do not sound human) and know that at the end of the day it’s just a job.
Yes, you may be with him/her for a few birthdays, keep in touch with the family afterwards, be there for a couple of milestones…but at the end of the day you go home and the parents reap all of the benefits.
Nannying is basically renting a baby, except you get paid. You put all of this effort into bettering something you don’t keep. (Please note I am not saying I want a baby to keep!) It’s sometimes hard to to see the benefits, or even feel like you’re bettering yourself.
As much as I love this little monster, I can’t help but feel there is something more productive I could be doing. It’s fun to write about the annoyances, concerns and major milestones…but how is it going to help me in the end. And, as time goes on saying goodbye will just be more difficult…I already refer to him as my baby (yes I know I have a problem…but for now you can just suck it).
So, I hate to say it…but I think I’m the clinger in our relationship. Although he does still monkey grip my arms every time I try to leave.