and by “sweet,” i mean kick ass. i am hiring. for a babysitter. i need a life. paul and i need a life. we would like our marriage back. it’s been 9 months… (ok in 3 days it’ll be 9 months since jackson was born.) we’re in a good place with jackson’s feeding issues. i am no longer afraid to leave him with a babysitter. and it wasn’t that i was afraid for jackson, for his safety, that the babysitter wouldn’t “do it” the way that mom can “do it.” no. i feared for the babysitter… that she/he would never return my calls again, delete me from the cell phone, and tell all the babysitters of the world that i have the most insanely difficult child on the face of the planet.
before we left jacksonville for annapolis, infact the very day before we left jacksonville, we had a babysitter come over for the evening. paul and i had a delicious and enjoyable meal out, and we felt like functioning adults who have a child at home with a sitter. (gosh, doesn’t that sound “normal”?!?!) it was glorious. the sitter we had was the precious 17 year old daughter of jackson’s former feeding therapist. paul and i went out that night knowing that jackson was in such good hands.
i’m now at the point where i don’t care how good the hands are that he’s in. ok, no, that’s not entirely true… i care. i just really want a life, part of a life, a snipit of a life. is that so much to ask? so long as you don’t totally disregard the instructions that paul and i lay out for you when it comes to caring for our child, consider yourself hired. apply within.

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