Well, it’s official! I made it to Connecticut
The mother of the children I care for had a baby shower a couple days ago and invited me to come along with her. So of course I got dressed the way that I would for any old “normal” baby shower. And it wasn’t like I was “underdressed” in any way; I was just wearing a pair of skinny jeans, flats, and a cute shirt with a cardigan. And I thought I looked pretty cute, ya know? I wasn’t over doing anything. But when I went down stairs to leave, I noticed that everyone else was wearing fancy clothes with high heels, nylons, their hair was perfectly done, and everything. I just thought to my self, “Crap… they probably think I look ridiculous. Should I change? No. Cause then I’ll make myself look even sillier by having them wait for me to change again”. So I went as I was. And then of course when we arrived to the baby shower, it was the same thing all over again. I was TOTALLY underdressed. haha But thank goodness for Sundays, cause I had a chance to show them that I do know how to dress up. Everyone seemed to like what I was wearing that day : ) haha
Then came the fist day on the job… and the family fish died (they must have loved me by then J haha) I thought the kids would be broken up about it, but they weren’t and asked me if they could feed the fish to the cat because “she would really like it, Molly”! But of course, being the wise and wonderful Nanny that I am, I suggested that they just flush it down the toilet. Which they did while saying a prayer and singing “Joy to the World”, the non-church related version. Thankfully, the mom was actually happy that the fish died and jokingly offered to give me a raise every time I killed off a family pet. Haha we’ll see if that actually happens…. J
Yesterday after I got home from church, I had Easter dinner with the family and some of their relatives who were in town. The oldest boy and I went to sit down in the dinning room and he said to his grandma, “do we have to say a prayer or something”? (I don’t think he really wanted to cause they normally don’t haha) His grandma was like, “ I bet Molly knows a prayer” haha Of course she would think that…Then when everyone was sitting and ready to eat the dad said to me, “Molly, would you mind saying grace for us? After all you were the only one who went to church today”. Hahaha!! I wanted to laugh so hard! It killed me that he said that. So of course I said it and when I finished everyone praised me with how beautiful my prayer was. Hahha… it’s been pretty fun so far J
Anywho, so far my time here has been interesting and challenging, but I’m still learning to adjust. It’s been pretty hard for me with SO MANY changes happening all at once... moving to a new town on the opposite side of the country, living in a new house with a family I don’t know, making new friends, starting a new job, going to a new ward for church, ect ect. And let’s face it I hardly EVER sleep by myself, so that in itself is hard enough for me. Haha I’m 21 years old and still hate sleeping alone. Thankfully, I know that whenever I need anything I have the Lord and my family to call upon at anytime. I would be lost and lonely without them. I’m so grateful for their support I receive everyday. There’s a scripture that has come to my mind several times this past week. It says; “Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths”, Proverbs 3:5-6. The Lord is ever mindful of me and my needs. The trouble is that I need to be more mindful of Him and trust that He knows the pain that I am going through and knows what’s best for me. He can’t take away the pain that I feel right now because there’s most likely something that I need to learn and gain from this experience for myself. But He can make my burden and sadness lighter by me doing what is right. By doing what I need to. What a blessing it is to know that He is there with me every step of the way. I love my Savior. And I love my family! My poor mother has had to listen to me cry over the phone… but her words never fail to comfort me J
Well, I think I have said too much and talked way too long. So I think I will let you go.
