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.

Ack.

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 tension....one 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.

2 comments:

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. :)