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Nannerama part 2

I think we found our nanny, hooray! The first girl we interviewed came back on Monday and so far the experience has been good. I was so nervous the first day that I practically hovered around her all morning.

Because the ladies are still breastfeeding (and getting formula as well) I'm "helping" with half of the feeding. So within minutes of the nanny's arrival on Monday, she saw me, well . . . pretty much topless and in my pajama bottoms. She seemed unfazed. I'm sure it's part of the nanny territory.

After I fed the ladies (known in our house as QBT or "quality boob time") a sense of modesty crept over me and I went into the bathroom to quickly put on some clothes. Ten seconds into it, the nanny appeared with a question, totally startling me -- me with one leg in my jeans -- and causing me to slow-motion teeter over the bathtub. It's hard to maintain your status as employer while almost crashing into your bath half-naked.

Anyway, enough naked-mom stories. For now. I've noticed the control-freak side of me manifests itself in weird passive-aggressive ways i.e "why don't you use that bowl to soak the bottles while you wash them?" which translates as "I use the bowl to soak the bottles and therefore you should too." I've got to calm down. Anyway, I'll call the nanny Molly. She's from Israel so I hope she'll teach me the Hebrew phrase for "crazy mother".

9:26 a.m. 2006-12-20

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