First of all I would like to say that my name is not really Fran. To those who know me personally, you don't need to know my name, and for those who don't, you also don't need to know my name. Nor do you need to know the names of my bosses and my charge, who I will thusforth name Scooby, as that is what I call him most of the time anyways. Having said this, I will introduce myself. My name is Fran, and I am a 21 year old nanny in Connecticut. Three months ago I uprooted my life and moved from Greeley, Colorado, where I was going to school, and moved to Connecticut. Why? Not entirely sure. I love the area, and needed a fresh start in my life. With about a year left to finish my degree, something I am doing online, the flexibility of a nanny job seemed like the best solution. Thus, here I am.
Let me start by saying that I love what I do. Every day. I have known my whole life I would end up working with kids, and my age of preference is either newborns or that preschool/pre kinder age. I am fortunate enough to have both in my life. Well, almost. Scooby is a few months past his fourth birthday, and our new addition will be coming into the world in just over 5 weeks! We do know it is a girl...perhaps she will be called the Peanut for now. I live in the house with Scooby and my bosses, Dr. D and Tiger. Dr. D really is a doctor, she works in an emergency room and Tiger is thus called because he is a huge golfer. Though as of last week he said he was giving up golfing forever...but thats a whole different tale...
Its been an adjustment for sure. I never would have thought that things could have gone as well with them as it really has. Imagine yourself moving all the way across the country into a house with 3 1/2 strangers...people you work with and live with, rely on for all logical conversation both intellectual and revolving around Spiderman...and spend all your time with. It certainly is a change, and one that I still both struggle with and enjoy every single day.
I guess the purpose of this blog is to keep my thoughts on paper about the ups and downs I go through, thoughts I may have and to keep my family updated on my life. I always said I was going to write a book...who knows...this may just be the start of it all.
Cheers,
Fran
