6 weeks ago, I had a problem. This problem had to do with childcare.
I HATE looking for CHILDCARE.
Since Wordgirl has been born, I have worked.
I got to be a work at home mom when Wordgirl was born.
When Princess Pea was born, I had to go back into the office and worked part time which changed to working full time so that Chris could go back to school.
Oh, how we love Elizabeth.
She was the biggest blessing EVER. I can’t say that I’ve ever heard of such a wonderful nanny from anyone (maybe I’m exaggerating, but I don’t think so). Everyone knew how blessed we were. She didn’t charge very much and she INSISTED on helping with the housework (especially when I was so sick with morning sickness and gigantic in my 3rd trimester).
She is sweet, trustworthy, kind-hearted, and loving. I can’t say it enough, but she was the biggest blessing.
We miss Elizabeth. a lot. But we want the best for her and staying with us is not the best for her.
After Dash was born, my friend, Andrea, offered to watch the superstars for us once again for a ridiculously low price. Andrea lives less than 5 miles from our house and after awhile, the superstars loved going over there regularly. Andrea was such a good sport because at times she would have 5 kids (her own 2 and my 3). Andrea was so incredibly gracious. Even when she was stressed with my superstars, she never let it affect our relationship. She is (and probably always will be) one of my closest friends. I LOVE Andrea!
But then one day, I saw (by a miracle of God because I am TOTALLY not very observant at all) that she needed to be done. She would have never said it (or even realized it herself), but she had had enough.
10 weeks until my due date.
What was I going to do?
I started to throw it out there that I needed help and if anyone knew of anyone, I would be interested in contacting them.
I had 2 weeks because I was able to quickly cover those few days temporarily.
My cousin thought about it.
Chris’s cousin couldn’t do it.
My cousin had a friend who could be interested.
Chris’s other cousin would be a possibility.
Then, I remembered to pray.
So I prayed.
In 3 days (with only 3 days to go), it all fell together.
Matt, Chris’s cousin, offered to watch the superstars 2 afternoons a week (for basically nothing). Chrissi, my cousin’s friend from school, came over and chatted with us and agreed to start in 2 days (we had a really good feeling about her and she is a student at the college Chris and I graduated from AND she came with my cousin’s recommendation–we were NOT nervous about this).
Now after 3 weeks, our superstars are enjoying this arrangement so much. First of all, they get to stay at home. And in their words, “Chrissi is pretty. And cool. Matt is really cool.”
We don’t deserve this blessing. Today, Matt even brushed the snow off my car. He didn’t want me to be late for work.
I really don’t deserve how God has taken care of my children.
Or me for that matter.