I watch you at the park, and this is what I want you to know…
Dear Nanny of my friend’s children,
I’ve seen you at the park, at coffee shops and at the local playgroup.
I’ve seen you doing the school run and the sports-dash in the afternoon.
I see you pushing the pram and carrying the endless bags of snacks and clothes and cuddling toys.
I’ve seen you wipe the nose of the kids you are with and kiss a bleeding knee.
And I want to say thank-you.
I know you love those children almost as much as if they are your own. I can see your devotion in the way you hold their hand and listen while they tell you for the 14th time about how Iron Man’s weapons are more effective than Superman’s strength.
And I wonder in amazement how you have the patience for it.
I know you are getting paid and you get to go home at the end of the day but the level of commitment and enjoyment you show is beyond what many of us Mums can muster up on a daily basis.
You don’t have to be so kind. You don’t have to be so engaged. No-one would know if you sat on your phone and read the latest headlines or if you gossiped to your mates all day.
The only one around to tell on you is a doe-eyed two-year old.
You blow their snotty noses and wipe their tiny bottoms and clean their tiny faces without a second thought and it takes me by surprise for a minute to see how some people can be so utterly selfless in their lives.