Love Is A Fragile Thing 21

It’s already been nine months since I lost Dani. It’s been very upsetting for me but Aidan and Nadia help me get through each day. I’ve also been going to counseling, hmph, who would’ve thought? It’s funny how I’ve been totally against it before but I got to admit that it’s been really helpful.

Right now I look at the kids as I give them both a bath, their eyes, lips, chin, ears, just like their mother’s. I start tearing up but I begin to laugh when Aidan starts splashing the water as his sister follows suit. It’s a good thing I’m wearing my tank top and short cuts, its recommended clothing when bathing two active nine month olds. I’m trying to finish up because I know Missy will be here soon.

Missy, hmmmmmm, how do I describe her? A 28 year old, 5’7, slender, short brown hair, very pretty, andsingleyep, single. No I’m not dating her. I’m not really sure what to call her, my baby-sitter? She’s been helping me since the twins were two months old, when Dion finally found out that it was a little more difficult for me to take care of them by myself. She went through a whole application ordeal, which I understand, she nor I didn’t want just anyone at the apartment. She had the applicants fill out an application, then for a week she went through them and chose a handful from the women and men who applied. The second week she gave them a call and they came in for an interview and she chose only a few of them. The third week she got background checks, fingerprints, references, the whole nine yards. Finally the fourth week she chose Missy Mandile, who had her bachelor’s degree in education, First- Aid and home school certification, no criminal record, and excellent references from other families she has baby sat at. Dion knew she was perfect for the job since she was not tied down as well with a boy friend or husband.

Dion was right, as always, Missy was the excellent candidate for the job. She has been very helpful, patient, not only with me but the twins of course. I’m learning more from her then the twins are. I’ve learned to use a soft tone voice, be very attentive, and be playful with them. When she first started we had to find a routine to make sure everything was in order, and once we found it a couple months later, I began working from home then three months later I began going back to the museum, bringing along Missy and the twins. I couldn’t help it, the twins had to be near by for me to feel more comfortable.