I'll start by saying I can't sack the nanny, or give her notice. She finishes in August. Nanny's aren't a thing around here, and finding one is extremely difficult. Not to mention for such a short period of time. I can't work unless I have a nanny, for now. So I need to try and make the best of a bad situation.
My Nanny will not listen. She does everything the way she wants to, regardless of my request be it verbal or written.
Some examples (some obviously worse than others, but it all adds up to driving me crazy): feeding the children unhealthy breakfasts and desserts when I have asked her to give certain items. She brings these extra foods to the house. One of my children is close to the overweight BMI centile and I have to be careful to keep him in the healthy range (he is - just).
Allowing my 6 year old child with ADHD to run ahead up the main road (and my 3 year old).
Not doing homework readings or spellings when I have written it in the daily list. She says she won't make him to them if he says no (he is 6 and has additional needs - he won't do them unless you actually sit and make him!). This is impacting on my weekend family time as I am having to complete them all.
Not putting the toys back in the correct sets so I am having to come home to piles of dumped mixed sets of toys and sorting them. This is every single day. The children know where they go so I can not understand the issue.
Moving my furniture around to arrangements she thinks are better.
Moving mine and the childrens things around so I can not find them. Eg. Hair brush in the morning, water bottles, coats, even my make up remover. We lost the ipad for 4 days after she moved it and forgot where she put it.
Never completing a full task. She does the majorty of the ironing (she does a nanny/housekeeper role as the children are at school and nursery). Yet when I get home there is ironing everywhere. Some is hung on hangers around the place. Some folded up mixed with the non iron items. She isn't generally asked to do loads of washing, but she does them anyway and washes everything so I come home to piles of dried clothes to put away, or a mix of wet and dry items, random piles of ironing. It is literally washing chaos when I get home from a 12.5 hour shift. I've asked her to hang things. And shown her (inc. Sending pictures) where things go. She sometimes puts some things away. But not often. And when she does she will mix the boys clothes up even though they have completely different sizes (3-4 and 6-7).
I write things I'd like her to do in a daily journal, but she will do the exact opposite. She ticks them off to say she has done them, but all she has done is created me double the work (undoing what she did ans re-doing it correctly).
I am miserable. Coming home from exhausting 12.5 hour shifts to a disorganised mess is draining the life out if me.
I am aware I have pretty high standards, so I try not to judge based on my standards. I am a highly orgnaised person, and my house is well orgnaised. She doesn't walk in to a mess. I am well aware not everyone is like this. But I just can't say I'm okay with what she is doing. I am paying to me what is a crazy amount of childcare costs, just so I can mantain my career for the short term. I run at a £100 deficit each month as I know come September ill be £1000 in profit for maintaining a professional career as a single mum of preschool aged kids. It is taking over my life. Making me dread each night as another work day creeps around. I know it doesn't sound much, but this is my home! It is supposed to be my sanctury. I feel like all aspects of my life are being violated.
Last week I came home to find her used tampon applicator on my bathroom side. Along with wet towels all over the place, bath toys dumped on the side right next to the net they go in to. The toothbrushes were left on the side loaded (she clearly forgot to do their teeth). None of the bathroom products were put back in the cabinet. Add that to the usual missing items, washing all over the house, and a child she had allowed to stay up late without asking me if it was okay to do that..and I feel like I am going crazy!