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Cloud Nine from a Four Year Old

Friday, September 14, 2012

I was a nanny to triplets since they were two months old. Often, I would be there when they woke and when they went to sleep for the night.

The triplets now are four years old (five this December) and I am no longer their nanny. However, I pick them up from school every day so we have an hour or three to catch up and still stay connected. They also stay overnight at my house when the parents need.

It was earlier this I kept them over night. One of the girls sat at the end of the table, bowl of fruit loops being hastily scarffed down before we ran off to school, when she suddenly dropped her spoon and looked up as though a thought had litterally just pinged her in the head. With the enthusiasm of a dog with a tennis ball, she said: "Miss A (me) was our mommy when we were little!"

I didn't have the heart to correct her. It was then I made a silent oath to myself to shape up. I love those four children dearly and I want to be around for them as long as I can. But I can't do that at 200lbs. I'm already suffering from knee and back pains. I'm winded from walking across the street.

But I want to play basketball with them, soccer - I want to be an active part of their lives.
To do that, I have to be active.

  


When The Long Day Is Done

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Working at an tax office, often the days are either hectic beyond belief or boring to the point of tears. Rarely in between.

At the moment it's not all that hectic as the deadline is coming to a close. However, it's not exactly been boring. Other things have kept me hopping. When it's five o' clock I'll punch out and scream my tires out of the parkling lot to get the triplets. It'll be a fight to get them in the car, an even bigger fight to keep them in the car, and another larger fight to get the out of the car. Supper will be a whirlwind, then it's out to do a little gardening with the dogs before dark.

I'll hit the laundry room like whirlwind and fall into bed sometime around midnight. And charlie, the littlest of our family, will crawl into bed beside me with a huff and an expression of "why didn't you do this earlier?" look.

And I will melt. Because that right there is what makes the day less hectic.

  


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