We’ve all heard the stories about the horrors of having a nanny. One story trends every now and then in social media. And yet sometimes – most of the time even – we could not help taking risks in hiring one. Because we need a nanny. And because there are also good ones out there. And I envy those lucky ones.
Z just turned 6. And in the 6 years, we’ve had 6 nannies in a span of 3 cumulative years. Not as many as the others, that’s for sure. I’ve heard others had around 9 in a year! For the 3 years that we didn’t have one, it was my mom and my sister who took the responsibility of taking care of my son.
So let me tell you the story of the 6 nannies. For the sake of privacy, I will not publish any names.
We hired her as a stay out nanny with duties from Mondays through Fridays. She was in her early 20s, I think. Z was about a year and a half back then. So her duties were relatively easy – bathe Z, feed, put to nap, change nappies.
Nanny #1 was not organized. That was my sister’s feedback. On the second day, while my sister was doing the laundry, the nanny went through my sister’s purse and took money. The nanny didn’t come back on the third day or any other day afterwards with all excuses for not coming back to work.’
So much for Nanny #1.
We hired Nanny #2 a few months after the first one. My sister found an agency in Baguio (my son was in Baguio back then) and I checked them out. They seem okay. I told them of my requirements – stay out nanny but will have to travel to Manila for a few weeks as Z had scheduled medical consultations with his doctors here. They sent one who was about mid- to late 40s back then.
Overall, she was fine. At first. When she got comfortable, she started coming in late in the mornings, throwing off my mom’s work schedule. There are times as well when she wouldn’t come and will let my mom or sister know that she couldn’t come after being called or texted.
She also didn’t tell us that she had a medical condition that would require surgery if she started bleeding. She was here in Manila with my son back then when it happened. I had to send her back home to Baguio right after Z’s medical consultation. And I needed to file for a week’s leave to take care of Z.
She wanted to report back to work after a week to which I refused. Even the agency was asking me to let her go back to work to which I refused. She needed to get a clearance from her doctor first before she could come back to work. I didn’t want my family to be responsible for her if and when something happened to her if she wasn’t cleared.
After her contract ended, I didn’t renew. She lasted for 6 months. She became sloppy in her job, too, apart from being late. A friend of my sister got her a few months later and experienced the same issues.
Nanny #3 was the one who stayed the longest. A month short of 2 years. We got her in 2016 as a stay-in nanny. My cousin’s nanny had a sister who was looking for a job, I think. I hired her after a couple of phone calls. That was the time that I was able to bring Z to Manila to stay with me.
She was in her early 20s when we got her and in terms of doing her job, she was good. I actually had no complaints. More often than not, I did not need to tell her what to do because she’s already done it. She was patient with Z and did not hesitate to learn Z’s therapy activities so she could do it at home as well. She was not afraid to ask questions if there’s something that she didn’t understand. Z’s bag was always complete – change of clothes, milk bottles, nappies, water, etc.
I guess at some point she would have been the perfect nanny. Not that there are perfect nannies, anyway.
I am not the most organized person. Let’s say that I’m one of those who function more in “organized chaos”. LOL! So when small, unnoticeable items are missing in my house, I don’t notice it until I start looking for it. And that’s the flaw of this nanny. I didn’t have any cameras installed at home back then (yes, I was too trusting, if you may) so I couldn’t prove anything. But there were just the three of us at home: me, my son and nanny #3. I also lost some money throughout her stay. The worse thing that’s gone missing? Underwear. Yes, you read that right. I’ve had underwear missing that I found in her drawer. When I confronted her about it, she said she didn’t know how it got there. Typical excuse, right? It even went as far as her saying that Z must have put it there.
That was very unlikely. You see, when Z was 3-4 years old, he didn’t know the concept of putting things in different places. He always puts things in their proper place. He has specific places for specific toys where he returns stuff when he’s done using them. So there was no way that Z could have done it.
After New Year’s celebration, 2018, she was supposed to come back from the province. And we were all supposed to travel together back to Manila. She didn’t arrive and had all the excuses about no buses, no rides, etc. Until it came to the point that she admitted something that I probably already knew for a long time but didn’t take the signs seriously. She said she was pregnant and was due in a month’s time.
I travelled alone to Manila and Z was left at my mom’s care. I packed up all the things she left and threw it in the garbage. And during that clean-up, I found other small items missing in the house. Z’s toys that were gifted to him had gone missing too.
And that was the end of her stay with us.
It took another year and a half for me to find a nanny. This time I got it from an agency here in Manila. But that story’s for another time. I’ll be writing the experience on the last 3 nannies on my next post.
Let’s share nanny stories, shall we? Comment down your stories, too.