I can be a little dramatic and I said I would try to avoid these types of posts but I can’t help it. I’m losing my beloved babysitter today. Which means I will lose my mind today. My sanity. I’d rather lose my foot today! I told you I could be dramatic. But doesn’t this call for a little drama? I’ve been sad all day. Extra tired.
The story of how I met Isabella is quite nice really. I tell it as often as I have told how Jose and I met. I bragged about Isabella, yes. When we first moved to New Jersey this past summer, I had to say goodbye to Gladys and Orquidia, our lovely babysitters in New York City we had for 2 years (before that was Frida in Singapore and Angelica in Japan…) Living away from family (really the grandparents!) is HARD. I’m a SAHM but feel the need to have someone to help in case of an emergency…like having to run out and buy the red wine for my evenings (would totally be drinking if I were not pregnant right now). Our past babysitters were recommended and after an extensive search and being a new mom at the time, things were really, really thought through. Anyway, not that this time it wasn’t, but Isabella seemed to have dropped from the heavens above with a pleasant attitude, a cute smile and she also became a great resource (new to Jersey…she lives here, etc). Oh, and a damn good babysitter. My kids love her. LOVE her!
So my friend Connie calls me from our old neighborhood in the city and says, “I just found a fabulous Italian tutor for the kids and she lives in YOUR TOWN!” What are the chances of that? She went on to say that Isabella had just graduated college and had a little bit of time before her next big move. She was willing to babysit as needed and there you have it. I interviewed her and now…she is leaving. SOB!
Isabella not only plays with my kids, she teaches them! Every activity seems thought out and she puts a spin on play as if she were conducting a classroom full of preschoolers. Granted, she has worked with children in the past at camps and so on but I was so impressed to see this in a babysitter. But she wasn’t just a babysitter. Connie hired her to tutor. I think she agreed to help me because we got along so well during the interview. Let’s just say that having Isabella here I was able to run out to the gym in peace. I could go to the grocery store and shop quietly. I even had lunch once by myself because I was so desperate for alone time and I knew that Santi would not be plopped in front of the flat screen while I was gone. I had no guilt for taking a little time. Sigh.
So Isabella has been offered an internship…in France! Jose and I told her she had to take it! We are so happy for her and supportive and would never, ever be those kind of people to discourage someone from taking an opportunity like this one. We knew that the time would come. Great young women like Isabella are destined for success and amazing adventures. So she leaves us today and I wish her nothing but the best. She promised to send post cards to Diego from her travels too. He will love that! And now I will love the chocolate chip cookies that wait for me in the kitchen. Second best to wine right now. Big sigh.