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Gma and Babysitter

My thoughts of being a live-in Gma and babysitter.  I love my BooBear with my every breath, never doubt that.  And as long as I can make it possible I want to be the one taking care of her when her mother is not.  Next best thing right?  But I just don’t think my daughter understands the time I am giving up to do this.  And yes she gave me $50 from her last check.  As for this day it works out, they are both living here with us and BB is 21 months old.  3 months from being the terrible TWOS.  There has to be one (if not as many as you can round up) eyes on her at all waking moments.  I’m lucky on this day also because school is out for the summer and BB has an uncle that adores her as much as she does him so he doesn’t mind occasionally keeping an eye on her, he just doesn’t change diapers.  Soon comes the problem though, the girls are both moving out and into a place with Jorge’s boyfriend.  Jorge being the DD, which is supposed to mean darling daughter and about 75 % of the time with her it does.  But that other 25% it means demon daughter.  Now with Jorge working nights I suppose that means she will bring BooBear over when she gets off work at 5am or 6am depending on the night.  Leads us to BooBear deciding that before the sun rises is an okay time to stay awake and play and Gma gets to stay awake also.  Not so bad if I’ve had my sleep beforehand.  But I rarely get a good nights sleep.  My in bed nights of sleep are so bad that I awake so tired and sore, from what I have no idea.  But that should be another blog on it’s own.  Now comes the biggest hurdle... I need money, plain and simple it takes money to live.  I now live on what is left over that my husband lets me have.  Again another blog totally on it’s own.  The dh (darling hubby, and yes at this moment in time I’ll let that one mean what it means)  will lose his job by the end of the year.  His job of almost 25 years, the only job he’s ever known, is closing their doors and he will have to start over.  Which we are prepared to do but it also means that my life of pure bliss, these are not my words they are the words of the wise that live here with me.  But this life as we now know it will be over,  I have to find a job that actually pays me money so that I can therefore feed these so called humans that reside in this dwelling with me.  Sometimes I call them family.  And nothing, I mean nothing has taught me unconditional love better than my family has.  So do I leave her to find someone that she can trust, let alone afford to babysit BB while Mommy sleeps so that I can find a job to help pay the government a better living?  Or do I figure out a better pay schedule for Jorge to pay me for babysitting?  I mean Geesh!  The dilemma I have in life is not enough as it is and I have to figure this one out too?  And yes all that was meant with sarcasm.  I needed some way of starting my blog and this is what I happen to come up with.  I hope you enjoyed reading it as I have enjoyed writing it.  Writing is something I have always had a passion for and always wanted to find out if I was any good at it.  NOW IS MY TIME!  And yes I was shouting.  I want the world and those that reside with me to know that it’s time for me.  Yes I will do what I have to do, to pick up a few extra bucks to help pay the bills that just seem to grow and grow larger each and every month.  But I will do what it takes to pursue my writing.  

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