So the time has come .... We need a babysitter. The hubs and I have an event coming up soon and it's time to stop relying on family members to watch Harvey. Before becoming a mother, I never understood what the big deal was. I mean mom and dad need a break, they need a night away and need some fun, so just call the teenage girl up the street, pay her some money so she can go hang out at the mall with all the other tweens and call it a day! After all, I myself babysat three children at the ripe old age of thirteen, so what is the big deal?
Well now that I'm a mom myself that idea has been shot to hell! Because, I am not leaving my child with someone who can't even drive a car! Becoming a mom has changed my view of the world completely. I have always been pretty laid back and go with the flow and now that I have Harvey, I am more naratic (I admit it!). I don't know what it is, but you always assume something bad is going to happen if your not there. Weird I know, but its true.
It's a scary thought leaving your child in the care of someone else. My luck the ONE time I get a babysitter something will happen. But it's time, just like it was time to move him into his crib at seven weeks old, just like it was time to pack up all his old clothes and move them out of his room, it's just time. My husband and I need some time to ourselves; in fact we have only had one date night since the birth of Harvey. We need to meet up with friends for dinner and drinks, we want to go to our friends wedding in October, we need to get our fun back! We certainly won't be staying out until 3 am dancing on tables and ordering Chanellos pizza, like the good old days, but we need to work on the balance. The balance of work, parenting, alone time, and family time is all a juggle and we are new to this. So, the search for the "perfect" babysitter began a few days ago.
After making a few calls, we finally have a sitter. Her name I will not mention, but she is sweet, seems responsible, and loves children. This will most likely be the easiest babysitting job she will ever have. She will arrive after Harvey is already asleep and we will give him another bottle once we return home, so honestly she's getting paid to sit on our couch and watch TV. Pretty sweet deal if you ask me! But I feel sorry for this sweet girl! Because the reality of it is that she has no idea what she is getting into. God help her.
Sure the night of the event I will have it together .... must remain calm and keep my composure. But the reality is that I will most likely burst into tears the minute we pull out of the driveway, have mascara running down my face; then will nervously start drinking wine once at the party, get accidently tipsy, and then start sending this innocent girl text messages just to "check in". I will probably friend her on Facebook, read her homepage everyday, and then she will read my blog see this entry and then she will NEVER return any of my calls or babysit for me again. This is when Proctor steps in.
Proctor is such a calming force in my life. He always has a way of putting things into perspective and reassures me that things always have a way of working themselves out. And he's right. How he has handled my new nerotic ways is beyond me, but I am so grateful he can. So here is to promising myself not to harass this poor girl, take a deep breath and breathe, it will all be ok. It is time. I will be ready. I promise.
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