Friday, December 3, 2010

First babysitter

Tonight - for the first night ever - we left our child, my life, in the hands of a teenager.

One that we hadn't met before.


Yes, she came highly recommended by others. Straight A's, cheerleader, loves kids - especially under the age of 2, experienced babysitter, and known in the town as "the perfect kid". 

We needed a night out.

This was a great experiment in momma loosening the first of many threads on her apron (not a string...just a thread).

We introduced ourselves to her.  Babygirl pointed, Babysitter responded.

They clicked.

We left.

I worried.

About an hour in...I texted for an update. Hoping that Babygirl hadn't gone nuclear.

My response..."She's an angel!"

Release of 14 months of long slow outward breath.

We had a great time.  And returned home to a sleeping baby and groggy teen.  (It was, afterall, a school night).

All is well.  We're all better for it.

Tomorrow, my Babygirl is going to be that teen...tonight, she's the bundled, slumbering puddle of love. 

Safe and sound.


Stay At Home Babe said...

I've not left Hudson with a babysitter yet. I'm kind of dreading it. your story gives me hope :)

Ella said...

You are very lucky.

I distinctly remember getting a pull up changed while watching Beavis and Butthead when I was younger and with a babysitter.

Maybe that's why I'm so wild... hmm..

But, I was a rockin' babysitter back in the day, we actually went and did stuff (if old enough) and we played outside, had good healthy snacks.

I was the bomb diggity.
not to talk myself up or anything. :)