I am finishing my nanny job with the most amazing little one & her family next week & I am getting rather sad….
She is an amazing 1yr old girl with character to spare & I want to give her & the family a special gift. I was going to do a photo book then I thought it could be like a handover book for the new nanny with pictures, cute stories & things she likes to do in it so it will also serve as a memory book.
Do you have any good ideas or have you seen something similar or better?
I need help fellow nannies.
I am finishing with my current family in 4 weeks & I am dreading the goodbyes. This is the longest nanny position I’ve had (8 months) working between 6 or 7 days per week. I have spent a great deal of time with the toddler & I will definitely miss her.
I am also worried for her losing a friend & having to adjust to someone new on top of beginning nursery full time in the mornings.
Are there any tips you can offer to help the process be less heartbreaking?
Sorry for the unintentional hiatus folks. I guess life got in the way. My previous post was around 7 weeks ago & rather depressing – I can assure you that I have not been in the throes of a breakdown since then! Honest. I have just been working, breathing, making poor choices, laughing, sleeping & surviving. Same as yourself?
I’m still in Switzerland, living by Lake Geneva & working as a nanny. It has been intensely hot throughout July with temperatures in the high 30s & even 40 degrees! As a fair skinned Irish I have been doing my best but still sweating & struggling. Thankfully we’ve had a few days where it hasn’t been insanely hot so I feel normal again. I was worried my internal organs were poaching in my fleshy juices. When that is one of your life issues you know you need to reassess your living arrangements. My delight has been a post work swim in the lake, followed by a good book & a beer in the last light of the day. It has been so refreshing & it feels good for my soul.
I have been working a lot of overtime so I haven’t been able to explore Switzerland as much as I would like. When I do get a day off I have a lot of admin, cleaning, Skype calls, sleep & washing to catch up on. I have a fun group of international friends I see at the weekends to keep my mild alcoholism & craving for mischief alive. They are my regular weekend respite from the nannying. They are great people but, god, I miss my friends. The ones who know me inside out & who can make me laugh with one facial expression. I can get very needy for these pals at times like today.
I’m not sure how much people pay attention to my blog or like it. In case you do, I will endeavour to fill you in on what I’ve been up to & what is coming next.
I have made the transition from seasonal nanny to full time, live in, nanny. I’m unconvinced whether this was my smartest move.
I’m not really a nanny. I have no formal training. My childcare experience stems from growing up in a big Irish family – If you were old enough to look after yourself you were deemed capable to look after younger cousins. It comes natural to me, I generally find it easy & if I were at home I would no doubt be doing this free of charge for family.
When people ask me what I do I seem to mutter under my breath what I’m doing ‘at the minute’, as though I’m ashamed. Looking after other people’s children & being chosen & desired for the position is a big privilege & responsibility. I feel that this job is not as professional as my career in healthcare that I studied at university & struggle to find a full time job in. Maybe it’s because I put more time & effort into graduating? I feel like a failure for not working in this field & any other job will always come second to working in the sports healthcare. I watch sports on tv & yearn to work in that environment again. Nannying is not bringing me closer to it or doing anything positive for my cv.
I feel quite old to be working as an untrained nanny. Is this something people do in their late teens/early 20’s? Should i not be settled with my own family by now? Should I be hiring a nanny for my brood of children?
All I can do is throw my arms up in despair, save some money & make the most of it. It feels better than yachting….. Better for my sanity hopefully. I will certainly have more freedom & will hopefully make more friends.
In the end it’s not about my job title or personal feelings of shortcomings from not attaining my dream job – yet. My quality of life in a country I have not picked for myself, with no friends or links, & not speaking the native language, will be difficult – hopefully just to begin with.
Wish me luck on my new adventure! Any nanny word of wisdom, or other, are always greatly welcomed x
As it happens, I have taken a job in Switzerland for 6 months. This is an exceptional commitment for me & the longest time I have stayed still in 5 years. I feel ever so slightly anxious…..
I am however looking forward to:
- Having a local (pub/bar)
- Having a regular fitness routine
- Meeting people who I don’t have to leave the next day/month
- Not having to pack up my life every month
- The short commute to work (I’m live in)
- Becoming awesome en français!
- Not fretting about my next position
- Having a regular day off (BLISS)
- Having my own space
I do have the fear that I’m missing out on so many other opportunities & travel but I shall push that to the back of my mind for the sake of my happiness & sanity.
If anyone has tips for me to explore Switzerland & the surrounding countries, please do tell!
Switzerland is pretty expensive for my budget & peace of mind – especially when one lives in an exclusive ski resort. Hence, during the ski season I totally curb my spending on anything which is not booze or other essentials. 5 months later & you can imagine how absolutely bored & fed up I am with my limited wardrobe. The colours, the fit, how they have worn through regular wear – it all disgusts me. I am feeling rather shitty about my clothes & how I look in them.
I struggle to convey how totally & completely over my winter clothes I am.
I cannot wait to go crazy shopping for nice clothes, new styles, brighter colours. I can’t wait to go home to see what I’ve forgotten about in my wardrobe! I am browsing online at clothes stores & I want to order EVERYTHING & go mental. I will walk each day like I am on a catwalk & feel happy & presentable!
Apart from the dire need of clothes, I also can’t wait to cuddle my wee dog, niece & nephews. Plus I have to catch up on the doctor, dentist & other long awaited appointments. Bring on the familiar!!! One thing though. I started my new job on Monday. When is appropriate to ask for time off??
The upheaval is on the horizon. In the next week I shall be moving to Lausanne. Time to have high hopes of reinventing myself, my lifestyle & my future. This will all fade, of course, when daily life & work happens – but I live in hope. With every move I endeavour to find improvements in my self & my happiness. I imagine I will continue to do so for years to come, despite the apparent lacking success rate.
The thought of packing up my life again makes me feel weary, but this is the lifestyle I have picked so I have to deal with it. Tough shit to me. I’ve made my temporary bed, time to make it somewhere else again & lie in it.
Copenhagen! Lausanne! Copenhagen! Lausanne!
Damn…. I just can’t decide. This has been whirling through my head for days now. I pick one option & feel good about it, then ten minutes later I settle on the other. At this rate both options are going to expire by the time I decide.
Either way, I know my entire life will be affected by my choice – even though the jobs are just for 6 months.
Does anyone have any great tips on making decisions?
My last few weeks have revolved around panic, stressing out & frantically searching for work. I was even contemplating booking a flight back to Ireland where any productivity into finding work is zero due to family, the cutest niece & nephews, an adorable wee dog who tugs on my heart strings (exacerbated by catholic guilt) & attending to my ’rounds’ to see everyone whom I love dearly & miss.
Lo & behold I get a job offer & I feel GREAT!!!! Then… BAM!… Another one. Just like that. In less than 24hrs.
Now I am in a helpless, weighing up, seeking advice from my friends, pro-ing & con-ing, to-ing & fro-ing between life altering decisions. This could, of course, be more productive if I wasn’t doing 13 hour days.
I’m thankful that it’s a better type of stress. Plus if both opportunities seem so good that they are difficult to choose then either are going to be fantastic options. Right??? I have to hurry & seize my next adventure!
People of the internet!!! I beg thee! Tell me about life in Lausanne & Copenhagen so I can make a better choice! Also, what is the spider situation in each? Are they big? Sinister? Plentiful????
I’m on the move again. I’m nannying in another ski resort in France this week. I’m super excited about going to a different ski resort! Despite doing 3 ski seasons I have only ever stayed in 1 resort. Sadly, I’m a bit bummed that I can’t snowboard when I’m there because I’ll be working every day. I hope the family are nice & the kids are super fun & well behaved.
As per usual, this was a last minute decision. I heard a family needed a nanny & said I would do it before I asked too many questions. I need to protect myself against the unknown more & stop care freely embracing it. I have a feeling my good fortune is going to run out soon & I may find myself needlessly in a difficult situation. Best not think like that & continue to keep my head up & remain positive & optimistic.
I will keep you updated on my progress. So far I have packed quickly, last minute & without too much difficulty. I forgot my toothbrush – no idea why my behaviour is that of a rookie traveller. Maybe I subconsciously wanted some retail therapy in the form of buying a new toothbrush? I’m probably due a new one anyway. Although maybe I’m too lax about travelling & packing. I have my key items that I would struggle without & the rest are luxury items which make my life much easier.
I have to get the train to Geneva airport then a 3 hour transfer to the resort. I hate travel days but at least I’m not flying!
Wish me luck! x