All About My Blessings...

Okay, so I’m new-ish to the blogging thing.  Not as new to the kid thing.  I’ve cared for kids since I was one.  I take pride in my ability to change a diaper with my eyes closed while playing hide and seek and organizing a mass lego-building competition {with hidden educational lessons, of course}.  Don’t get me wrong… I’m no super-nanny.  I have my shortfalls.  I despise doing dishes.  I have roughly 10 bajillion great ideas pinned on my oh-so organized pinterest boards but how many of those freezer meals will you find at my house?  Or how many of the perfect, magazine picture “easy” house updates have I done?  Umm… zero.  Of either.  Back to the point… I kind of have a knack for the nannying/teaching/leading/tutoring thing.  I was blessed by God with this unfathomable, seemingly inexplicable, insanely HUMONGO love for kids.  Your kids, her kids, everyone’s kids.  I went to the elementary after-school program as a kid so that I could watch the director’s daughter.  I loved kids that much at a young age that I talked my mom into paying for me to go to after care to provide childcare for the employee {yes, I am my mother’s only daughter, and am definitely modeled after her heart, which may be why she agreed to fund this!}.  While I have funny kid stories, my family finds the most humor in my horrid dating failures somewhat interesting dating history.  I’ve probably dated more men than you know.  I have a history of going through ‘em like … well... something you go through REALLY quickly!  Nevertheless, this past spring, God decided to bless the men of the greater United States by sending me a man that I could stand bless me with a boyfriend who already has a child!  Shortly after I met my boyfriend, I met another man who would also change my life more than I could ever imagine.  Munchkin is my boyfriend's {then 2, now 3 year old} son.  Loooooooong story short, Munchkin’s mommy lives far away.  She shares custody with his Daddy.  Fast forward to right now {6ish months later}.  The boyfriend and I have been SO BLESSED to have Munchkin all the time.  My profession as a Nanny allows me to spend LOTS of time with Munchkin and I am continually reminded of both God’s greatness and the fact that my mother is a saint when it comes to patience!  In a matter of months, my role has been changed from nanny-with-a-way-too-great-love-for-seemingly-random-kids to pseudo-mom.  Munchkin’s bio momma is still in the picture and is great, so I’m not taking over her role.  But what else do you call me other than pseudo-mom when I spend 24/7 responding to comments such as “I had a bad dream and need to come get in your bed because I couldn’t reach my milk” at 2am?  {We’re still working on the concept of “bad dreams”, in case you couldn’t tell.}  Moral of the story is, I skipped the first 2 11/12 years of this baby’s life {which I SO wish I could get back}, but now I’m pseudo-momma and I couldn’t dream of more.  I find myself laughing hysterically as I go through each day with this insanely vivacious 3 year old.  Feel like ya know me yet?  Oh, yes, and we have some 4 legged friends as well.  Kylee is my adopted pseudo-child dog.  She’s a bonafide biffle.  Then there’s Miss Kitty {whom I call Lily}.  She’s Munchkin’s cat {can you guess who named her?}.  Kylee and Lily aren’t exactly what I would call biffles with each other, but they co-exist for Munchkin’s sake! Now that you know us all, welcome to the family!  I hope you enjoy my musings.  They keep me sane and laughing.