Mary Poppins I am NOT...

However, for the sake of this blog , (and my source of income) I will be assuming her identity, or at least her name. Names will be changed, as will places and other details that might give away my true identity. At times I may seem angry, probably because I am! I have a right to be angry, depressed, bored, or any other emotion with negative connotation naturally felt in the human species. Just because I am a nanny doesn’t mean I am a robot, always smiling and cheerful despite the chaos that may be unfolding all around me. Nannies have bad days too!

This blog will not be a shrine to the children I am entrusted to care for, full of sunshine and puppies; stories about how dear little Preston made the most adorable drawing of he and I holding hands today. Nor will it be a scandalous “tell-all” reeking of pervert dads and alcoholic moms. No, this blog will be MY true story. (Or as true as I can make it while protecting the identities of the families mentioned in my writings/and or ramblings, as well as my own job security.)

We have all heard tales of nannies being “let go” due to their blog being discovered by their employers. I’m sorry, but what would be the point in writing about it if I had to be censored by my own fear that one day Mrs. So-and-so might stumble upon it and not like the mirror I have held up to her face? I will not allow myself to be censored by anyone, in any way, and I feel that I am being more than fair to the families and to myself in the way I am choosing to conduct this blog.

My final thought for this first post will be this- I in no way consider myself to be a writer, nor do I aspire to be one. I am a nanny. If you feel my posts are lacking in literary or even grammatical finesse, please move on. I am not here to “wow” you with my blogging prowess. I am here to tell it like it is. The good, the bad, and the ugly.