Friday, July 4, 2014

Hey there, it's been a while.

Nice seeing you again! It's been a while since my last post - living in the mountains leaves little time for blogging but it's so much more exciting than prairie life so I probably should blog more.

Summer is in full swing here and we've been getting out as much as we can and enjoying nature.  Summer comes to an end far to quick here so we have to cram it all in.  We've done quite a bit of hiking since we can take Teddy along and he seems to have fully adjusted to mountain life too.  Although being a mountain dog already there wasn't much of an adjustment to make!

Teddy: Greater Rocky Mountain Dog

Thanks for stopping by again.  Hopefully we will see more of each other!

Thursday, February 6, 2014

New Place, New Name

Check the new header!  Like it?  Notice the new name?  Because we no longer live on the prairie the original name was no longer fitting.  After much consideration I chose to just drop the location and stick with "The New Little House."

We don't have our own house yet.  We live communally with our two friends, their little girl, and their two dogs.  It's a pretty good situation, although temporary.  We hope to be able to have our own house by this spring, however we are at the mercy of the housing market which up here is pretty slim picking.

Josh is enjoying his new job and new position.  I am still unemployed but hope to start work soon so long as my background check checks out.

Teddy loves being a mountain dog.  He has made friends with the dogs here and they have been showing him how to live the mountain dog lifestyle.  He has been cross country skiing and romping in the deep snow.  His favorite activity though seems to be chasing Charley, who is quite tolerant of his puppy ways.

All in all we are settling in well and are so very happy to be back in the mountains!

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Bittersweet Goodbye

This new year is bringing so many new things into our life. Our move to Colorado is almost here. Our dream to be mountain people again is almost our reality! With all the great new things we have coming to us this new year I can't help but feel a bit mournful. I have to leave a family that, without them I may not have moved to Kansas and because of them I was able to stay in Kansas. Their role in my time here has been very significant.

When I accepted the job four and a half years ago I always knew I would eventually leave. This situation was meant to be temporary. I have stayed much longer than anyone anticipated.

I met Kara when she was three months old.  She had a bobbly bald head and big blue eyes.  She was a quiet baby so I did all the talking. I forced her to do tummy time. She hated it and screamed until she learned to roll over. We frequently took walks around the neighborhood. We spent a lot of time together until she was nearly two years old.

That is when we welcomed her baby brother Dean. Dean was a long skinny frog legged baby. Without a doubt he looks just like his daddy. With Kara's help I learned how to care for two children. He joined us on our walks and accompanied me to the coffee shop while Kara participated in play groups.  He grew quick and soon proved to me boys are indeed different than girls no matter what anyone tried to tell me!

A soon as I had handle on two kids baby Elise joined us. She was a petite little thing! She was warmly welcomed by her older siblings and fell easily into the routine of our lives. Being the youngest she quickly learned that if she wanted to be heard she needed a big voice and I assure you she uses it!

Because of these children their parents and I have created a bond far beyond employer/employee. I dare say we are friends. Neither of us had any prior experience so we learned it all together. We discussed baby books, discipline strategies and developmental milestones. We laughed at their antics and lamented potty training. We are united in child rearing.

Now here I am, two weeks away from my last day with them. A day I will have to share with the new nanny.  I am incredibly emotional. I knew this day would come but until now had no idea how hard it would be. These kids are more to me than just a job. They are my kids too.

I'm sure the new nanny will take good care of them, she will figure out their routine and personal quirks. They will play and laugh together. But she won't love them like I do. She won't tear up at the first day of school. It won't tug at her heart when one of them is sick. All the scribbled crayon pictures they give her won't mean the same thing.

We haven't told the kids yet. We are not looking forward to having to have such a tough conversation with little ones who won't fully understand. I worry they won't understand why I'm leaving. I worry they will feel punished. I worry they will forget me.

Being a nanny is not raising someone else's children. It's helping the parents to raise those children and in the process becoming part of the family. Because of this I know that no matter what happens this family will be a part of my life for many years to come.