Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Saying Goodbye to The Perfect Nanny



Today was a day I have dreaded since the day our Nanny came into our life. She is the rare gem of a person that is so incredibly easy to love and so darned hard to say good by to. She came into our life at a time when we needed a savior. My husband and I had busy careers that took us across town from each other. We had no family nearby and day care was not an option for us.
Along came Lupe. She walked in the door and scooped up Lil in her arms and to our surprise, Lil took right to her. They connected instantly and as we watched Lupe's eyes, we knew that she was "the one."

Day one . . . we found our little Lil in the tiniest of pig tails and dear Lupe grinning from ear to ear. Lil's hair would never be the same - every day we came home anxious to see the "do" du jour. And the bows, so many bows. Lupe never let Lil out the door without bows big or small adorning her blond ringlets. She would even take her own money to buy bows for Lil.

Her voice never raised, she held Lil's attention and kept her mind and body going. Always nurturing, always loving, and often laughing. Our Lil grew and blossomed under Lupe's care.

In no time, Lupe came to love Lil, Lil came to love Lupe, and Lupe became indispensable. She giggled and laughed at Lil and entertained us with stories of people asking if Lil was her daughter as they witnessed the two of them chattering away in Spanish.

My job situation has forced us to wean ourselves from our Lupe. I knew it would be hard to tell her, I just didn't know how hard. But we did. She cried, I cried, even though my head tells me Lil is ready and will be fine. My heart breaks for Lupe and maybe even more, for me.

With no real family nearby, Lupe has been Lil's surrogate Mom and mine too sometimes. So, if you know anyone who needs the best Nanny in the world, let me know. It's time to let her go and work her magic on another loving family. Letting go might just be easier if we know Lupe has a safe place to land.

Monday, July 6, 2009

The Rainbow Shirt from Hell


I have a two year old daughter. Actually she is 2 years and 7 months for those who count months. She is extraordinarily opinionated about what she wears and for that matter, what I wear as well. Dressing for work today, she reviewed my simple ensemble of black pants and print top and reported, "Mommy, I don't like that." I’m not thrilled about the outfit either, but it fits and it’s clean so for today, that’s good enough for me.

Back to the "Rainbow Shirt from Hell." She loves "rainbow clothes." No, NOT clothes with rainbows on them, but striped shirts consisting of the many colors of the rainbow. When I had a daugther, I dreamed of dressing her in all the beautiful girly sweet dresses and outfits. Well that dream died with the Rainbow Shirt from Hell. Have I mentioned that this toddler daugther has a temper or maybe more accurately that her temper has her? In a garbage bag of hand-me-downs, she found the dreaded rainbow shirt. At first, I kind of liked it - a combination of pastel stripes of yellow, pink, blue and green with a cute turtle iron-on in the center. But once she began insisting on wearing it day in and day out, the cute wore out - FAST. She would pull it, dirty from the laundry, and wear it all day and would even sleep in it. I admit, a better Mom would have found a way to get the foul shirt away from her and would have gracefully converted her to a substitute. I am not that Mom. So here's my confession, I hid it in my car and there it sits while I am at work. I feel a little guilty, but I could not bear to look at her adorable mug sticking out of that shirt one more day. My strategy is now to remove the shirt from rotation and substitute with a new shirt – I’ll even spring for a “rainbow” shirt if I can find one.
Maybe I should ditch the guilt, look at her smile in the photo sans rainbow shirt. Moms out there, how do you handle it when your little one gets attached to a piece of clothing?

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Welcome

Welcome to my blog. I'm new at this and learning. After eating WAYYY to much rice and gravy tonight (smothered pork chops makes an amazing gravy), I decided to start this blog. I'll include recipes, photos and snippets of my life. If you've never had rice and gravy, you really should try it. I'm from south Louisiana (Cajun Country) and rice and gravy is the ultimate comfort food to me. It's cheap and easy to make and OOOOHHHH so good.

Little crazy girl is calling, so I'll have to post the recipe later. Check back . . .