Eleven times, that was the number of times I changed my nannies before I eventually got a great nanny. If I had known then what I knew now, maybe I would have saved myself a lot of heartaches.
I had heard all the excuses in the world from these nannies, from grand mothers death, to Hepatitis D drama to man issues, and thievery skill, you name it…..I have been there.
I bet you are wondering what this has got to do with my hotshot life as a kick-ass banking executive, let me tell you right here that it has everything to do with it.
Any visionary woman will know the importance of support structures when starting a family and trying to combine it with a career. Our cultural upbringing has conditioned us to be effective multitaskers, combining caregiving with homemaking, business building, or career. This can be overwhelming and leave you barely hanging on or burnt out at the end of the day. And I mean major burn out, the one that leaves you sprawled on the bed like you have been felling trees all day long.
Without the necessary support structures, which in my opinion often starts with your spouse (but that is a discussion for another day), a woman is not able to function properly or even take proper care of herself.
Right after I got my 12th nanny, I knew it was not the world doing me as is typical of our culture but ignorance of the highest order worrying me, and not being a small worry.
I had to do some major mindset shifts, unlearning, relearning and speaking the right words
Within the space of 12 months, I was able to work to optimal limits, I wrote, published and launched my first book, grew my business unit in my organization to national and international recognition, started my personal brand again, launched a public speaking career and a new podcast, all while raising my second child who is under the age of 2. (Thank you, thank you, but I will not be signing autographs today)
Truth is several women do not see Nanny work as a dignified reputable profession but more as a necessary evil.
This right here was the essence of Chapter 9 of my book Behind the Little Bundles of Joy. What did I get right with my last nanny and how was I able to achieve so much within the space of 1 year.
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