The babysitter…
She is here, out in the living room with Noah, and I am in my office trying not to throw up. It’s rather ridiculous, but I really am in my office trying not to throw up. She does seem completely honest, experienced, and calm, all of which are important to me.
Still, I’m not sure she will work out for actual legitimate reasons. Partly scheduling, and partly that she’s very not attachment parenting friendly and I am suddenly realizing how AP our life is. I mean I don’t drop Noah in his crib for a nap and walk away. She doesn’t seem to have heard of any other method.
But we’ll see; I think at one year old he can probably handle someone handling him differently. I’m just not sure I feel okay with it. I’m not sure whether this is just my usual trust in the universe issues or whether it really is a deal-breaking style difference.
Man this is harder than I ever really thought it would be, on so many different levels.
Update: So I came out of my office to find that Noah was almost asleep in her arms (if I hadn’t come out right then, he would have been asleep in her arms). So much for concerns about style differences - they worked it out.
Now it’s just regular old concerns, and the scheduling issue. Well, we’ll see.
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