So it's been awhile since I promised to continue on with our saga of being a working mom and leaving the baby at home. If you need to refresh your memory, you can visit Part I here.
Coincidentally, I thought it would be fun to write about this saga as a guest-writer for another blog and kill 2 birds with 1 post, if you will.
But a little background before we jump to the other blog...
The nanny search. The biggest roadblock to me being a working mom was finding a nanny. Recall that my lovely sister-in-law was caring for Judah at first, but she eventually had to leave after a few months. So with her departure date looming before me, I wondered how I would ever find someone as loving, attentive, and engaging as I wanted for my baby. How could a hired hand ever love him like family?
I clung to the hope that out there, somewhere, were people who just loved babies. Naturally. It didn't matter if they weren't blood related. They just love the little people.
And I interviewed like a madwoman.
I combed through ads, phone interviewed at least 20 people, and personally met about 5 or 6. And in the end, my fervent prayers were answered, and we found Mary Poppins! And that made all the difference.
There is no way I could have logged long hours in the office month after month if I didn't know my little guy was well-cared-for, well-engaged, and well-loved.
So now, without further ado, here's the rest of our story.
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