I am Hiring a Fucking Nanny

Yes.  A nanny/housekeeper is in my crosshairs.

And I am having a meltdown about it.  

I FEEL like a stay at home mom, though I know, intellectually, that I am not.  

I want someone to do my laundry.  But I like doing laundry.   

I need help.  And I am embarrassed.  Don't you know?  I am the person who does it all!  (NOT).  Part of doing it all is asking for help.  

There is so much conflict in me that it HURTS. (Click to Tweet)

Inviting someone into my home.  Being responsible for yet another someone's livelihood. Trusting that my kids will be okay.  Trusting that I will be okay.  Trusting that change is okay. Trusting myself.

Well, shit, is that what this is really about?  Learning to trust that maybe I need help.  Learning that it takes a village and that sometimes, it's a paid village.

Telling someone, candidly, that I don't think they should take a 40 hour a week job, because it just doesn't leave them ENOUGH TIME.  And yet, telling someone else, they need more structure.

REFLECTIVE listening.  And this INTERNAL COMPASS.  That  I MUST

LEARN TO TRUST.

But how?

And now,  what you've all been waiting for:  Hiring a person in THREE EASY STEPS:

  1. Be very.very.very.very.very clear about what their job is.  Explain it well, completely and without fear.
  2. Like them.  Do not hire someone you don't like.  They won't do a good job, because the chances are very good they do not like you.
  3. Trust yourself.  (Grrrrrrr)

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