Yes, it’s true. The Brazilian culture finally has me in its clutches. Sunday, Day 231 of my challenge to be more and more Brazilian, I hired a full-time, live-in nanny.
I don’t know… the stars were alined in terms of personality and personal frustration. She is young (not “criada” young, which is an old practice a friend explained today in which a family raised a maid/nanny from the age of between 11 to 13 years). She is the daughter of previously mentioned part-time nanny. She is sweet and my daughter likes her. I’m way behind in everything I’ve set out to accomplish and more free time with help. It’s a win-win. So… we’ll try the whole thing out.
All those who sensed my previous, personal self-righteousness over the fact that I did not need/want another full-time person working in my home, especially one that would be there 24 hours, can officially mock me with my blessing.