the mom told me that she gets so full of breast milk sometimes that she can almost taste it.Riddle me this, 'Why do I attract the cray-crays of the world? WHY, WHY, WHY?'
Another interesting bit: the woman's family believes that the 3 month old can say 'mama.' Something about the way the baby gurgles or makes typical baby noises leads them to this conclusion. If my family was that cocoa bananas (or joked about a baby 'speaking'), I don't think I would have chosen this time to reveal it.
Also entertaining and not at all whack was when the 15 yo asked her mom to tie her shoes as they were leaving my house because she has a strained ACL. They went on, without realizing that I know my way around physical therapy lingo and the scope of injuries thanks to Coach, to say that she did PT all last summer and how she has another doctor's appointment this week. Not sure how many times I can use the word 'weird' in one post. My apologies, but are you noticing a pattern here?
The English?Arabic Montessori teacher who-tastes-her-own-breast-milk-almost left it like this: she has a few other people to meet with and then she will let me know soon.
I quickly called Becky, my friend who also babysits but tends to attract the MOST normal of people. I am part of a Facebook page where local babysitters offering services and moms shopping for sitters and nannies post things. This is where I met one-who-tastes-her-own-breast-milk-when-she-feels-engorged.
|Nothing like mixing a batch of my|
favorite protein balls
(not yet formed into
balls, but perfectly
acceptable to be eaten by
the spoonful) to try to de-stress
from the vacancy situation.
I explained to Becky that there is another mom on FB who has expressed an interest in my childcare services for next school year. She is a teacher. Her baby is also currently 3 mos old. I can probably not take both tastes-her-milk and still-messaging-me's babies knowing that I have a 10 month old (2 days a week) and a 9 month old (3 days a week) next year. Where the Hell are all the 2 and 3 year olds of the universe? Just wondering.
Becky advised me to reach out to the other potentially normal teacher and suggest that we get together sooner than later because I had someone else come and meet with me and that I only have so many available spots. I did this and emphasized my not-meaning-to-be-pushy mindset in my message.
Potentially-normal-teacher messaged me back and said that she and her husband talked it over and that they decided they cannot afford me. I cannot wrap my brain around this. Potentially teaches at a high school where she most likely makes around $70,000. A. Year. My rates are incredibly reasonable and I have not raised my rates in the 4 years that I have done this.
So perplexed readers who are wishing I got a run-of-the-mill job with run-of-the-mill coworkers, what would you do? If sometimes-tastes-breast-milk calls me up and says: 'We'd like you to sit for baby-that-speaks-at-3-mos next year!', what would you do? Take a pass, and hope something better comes along? Or take the job and hope that we can get into a quick and painless drop off/pick up routine?
I give you so much credit. I need to preface this by saying I adore my kids.
I have a degree in ECE and worked as a preschool teacher for two months.
At an actual preschool.
You, my friend, have super powers.
Also, when I make granola, it never makes it into bars because we all eat it out of the bowl.
Ha! That is the highest form of flattery. The funny thing is that I cringe when I think of working in a preschool. Never. The difference, I think, is that I can be unscripted. When we have play-dates with my also-babysit-for-teachers-friend Becky, we are able to joke around and get away with it - without having to worry that some head preschool haunch-o might be expecting us to use terminology like 'use your words.' Not like I speak inappropriately to my wee charges - I just manage to get a chuckle out of responding to their comments like, 'I am a good boy,' with 'I am glad you think so!' Wink, wink. Of course my favorite is teaching them to sing 'You can't always get what ya want' when they cry about not getting their way. You follow? I would have lasted less then 2 months in a preschool. And as an update - the weird lady went with a different provider. Phew.
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