| Since the new Nanny arrived I have been in overdrive trying to get things done before I become too immobilised! I've been getting on with tasks that seem that much harder with a little one in tow and have really enjoyed the freedom to get out and about. Unfortunately my new found freedom has meant I've been inadvertantly consumed with this incessant need to get things done, meaning I've created more stress for myself!! I run around like a headless chicken, forgetting about the whole pregnancy thing and on more occasions than not, ignore my body's pleads to slow down and invariably forget to eat lunch. Slowly my body has had enough of trying to fuel my demands of energy AND cook this baby, so I've found myself catching every bug that's going and in general feeling quite run down. Typical! I made a mental note to myself that I need to take things a bit easier and rely more on the Nanny. Fearful of leaving her with too many tasks or feeling overwhelmed herself I make the effort to ensure her days are shorter and she's not left with both girls for too long. Silly, yes - very! Anyway, feeling a little more highly strung that usual, which is some feat for me! I have felt today at a bit of a loss and unsure what do. It was the Nanny's birthday and she asked if she could sleepover at her boyfriend's on Thursday night. I said it was fine and confirmed she'd be back for her 7.30am start (which she changed, we'd set it at 8am). She said it was no problem. So this morning after yet another sleepless uncomfortable night for me, I awoke to find her not home. Steve has been working really long hours over the last couple of weeks, leaving at 6am, arriving home late, only to bury himself in his laptop and conference calls for his second job over in the UK. Like most people, the shaky economy is calling into question his position in the UK so he's having to work extra hard. We've barely had time to sit and talk and as such I've been managing things as they happen at home alone. Which is unusual for us, our decisions and concerns are usually shared as they happen. The Nanny is prone to exaggeration and a little bit of drama, but this is really a small price to pay for someone that has such a natural ability with the girls. Mostly I let it slide. This morning to find her missing I was furious. I was sick as usual, Steve had to delay heading into work and it threw our morning out. She text me asking me to call her, which I did assuming something was wrong. She'd gotten the wrong train. Furious, we left to drop off Moons and me to drop off Steve. I rang the college and told them I was very angry. She'd really let us down and had I have needed to get to work or an exam, I would have been screwed. They agreed her behaviour was unacceptable and we decided to meet with her at midday to discuss her unreliablity. When I got home she immediately launched into how it was the train's fault. I explained to her that she must learn to take some accountability. She should have left earlier, other families would have sacked her on the spot, etc. Happy that she understood why she's let us down (oh how I miss being 19 and thinking the world owes me a living!), I left the subject. However, later on she confided in me some personal information about her history that left me extremely uncomfortable. I'm not sure why she wanted to divulge that information and suspect it might have followed because she knew I was unhappy with her. The information she shared was so disturbing that it left me wondering why the hell the college didn't tell us about it before her arrival. Before I thought it could be any worse she went on to make major accusations about the family she worked for (the one that sacked her). The father and his daughter. She asked me what I thought and what she should do. Fearful I was staring straight into a blackhole of shit, I suggested that she be very careful about what she saying and the ramifications of such an accusation. Then she should speak with someone at the college to get advice on going about things the right way. I then walked out of the house to get Moons from school trying to digest and analyse what the Nanny had shared with me. I ended up calling Steve because I felt incredibly out of my depth and needed him to share it all with. We decided to call the college and make an urgent meeting. I don't want her in any trouble, but she's made a multitude of accusations about various people and the college and I've begun to see its more than just teenage angst and the need for drama, she might actually be a little unbalanced, especially considering her own apparant unresolved history. The college were excellent. We had a meeting with them for two hours and then a further meeting involving the Nanny for a further hour. Completely wiped out, we had promised the Nanny we would take her out for dinner for her birthday. Although I just wanted to crawl into bed, I felt it necessary she be treated for all the good input she's done. Dinner was lovely and no mention of the earlier day's activities/chats were mentioned. She's now left for the weekend, it'll give us a chance to unwind and consider everything that's come about today. It's certainly been a very interesting couple of weeks that's for sure! Being pregnant I do feel more of a sponge in these dramas and its taking a lot of work to remove myself, sit back and think about everything. Its certainly a damn sight harder not considering things without a bottle of red! And yet, despite these concerns with the Nanny, everything has been going very well for us and our little family. We had a lovely lunch over in the Wairapa on Sunday and Moons behaviour is a lot better since she started this new school. She's really growing into a beautiful, intelligent little girl. I'm almost 28 weeks pregnant, but I'm not sure how much longer this baby will stick. The contractions get very painful at times and I met with OB the other day to have confirmed that the baby is very low, dancing on my cervix (ouch!). At this stage my body is not quite gearing up to go into labour yet, but I have to be monitored to make sure that doesn't change. Frankly, I think I'll do a better job keeping the baby safe when its out of my body! |