I’ve been slacking in a major way about writing on here. There has been a lot going on here.
Not sure what it is that makes people seem to think they need to take advantage of me, but it seems to be a pretty common thing. Although what matters is that my family loves me.
As some of you know I have been babysitting for a second income. This has been a blessing and a huge ball of stress. The kid is 10 and comes from a broken home. Dad isn’t in the picture much and mom works full time. To top it all off, he has ADHD.
I had watched this kid back in May of 2009 and thought nothing of him. He seemed nice. So when I applied for and got the job, I truly thought it wasn’t going to be a hard job.
Oh how wrong I was!
I started with lying. He was ALWAYS lying to me. Over stupid things. “no i didn’t have any homework” “yes I took my pill” Then of course the lying and sneaking got worse as it usually does. I got there one day and he had a friend over. I asked if his mom knew about it. His answer? “Well she would PROBABLY say it was okay.” But she didn’t. In fact, she doesn’t even know that he is here!
His punishment followed the typical. Grounding, the taking away of items. But none of it works. Nothing gets through to him. Oh he cries, and apologizes and then goes back to doing the same thing. He even went as far as to change his shirt one day when I caught him coming home late. What? Did you think I wouldn’t notice?
He got in trouble enough that his mother told him that he would not be getting a puppy. This also follows me babysitting him an hour earlier. I need to point out here that up until this point I start babysitting him about 2 hours AFTER school lets out. At first I figured he was in an after school program. Nope. Just alone at home for 2 hours. Now, he is only alone for 1 hour. Back to the puppy. He said he wasn’t getting the puppy, I asked why not. He lied to me. Wouldn’t tell me why. Of course I find out, I always to. Christmas rolls around and his mother sends me a picture message. Of a new PUPPY they got. Are you kidding me lady? Your kid lies, sneaks and STEALS and you give in. Awesome.
That brings me to the stealing. First off, the lying has not gotten any better. Taking notes from my friend Kiersten, I now introduce 20 push ups every time he lies to me. Everyone and awhile I think to myself “could have swore there was a $5 in here” or “maybe I used that $10 I thought I had”. Eventually I come to the conclusion that I am slowly losing my mind.
My in laws visited this weekend. Everyone loaded up in the car and ran to Wal Mart. I got hair ties, and hair dye for my upcoming birthday. The kid’s mom had paid me for the weekend. $100. So I broke the $100 and got back $50, $20 and $10. Just threw those into my purse (usually I would have put it straight into my wallet). Anyhow, Monday rolls around. Jess and I go to the grocery store. I go to pay for our order with the $20 I KNOW is in my purse. Can’t find it. Well I figure its in my purse, but its a mom purse and I am forever losing things. So as soon as we get home I dump my purse out on the table. I have my change from the grocery trip but am missing the $20 and the $10. My husband is not stupid enough to take money and not tell me. We are on a budget and he has NO reason to steal from us. I get to thinking that maybe this isn’t the only money that is missing. So I go through the envelopes we have on the computer desk. I find $10 missing from one of them. Are you kidding me?? I just put 2 $20′s and a $10 in there on Friday.
At this point I sit down and write one of the worst emails I have ever had to write to someone. I ask the kid’s mom to ask him about it. I feel like I am losing my marbles. There is NO way I could have lost $40! She emails me back with “I swear I didn’t take it”. Now this kid has no qualms about lying to his mom. None what so ever. I can remember him saying to her “I swear I took my pill”. Yep, lying about that. Well now I am starting to wonder. Part of me wants him to have taken it. I want to know that I am not nutso. But at the same time, I don’t want him to have taken it. What a slap in the face with an F*you. I remember back to him being here on Sunday. He sat on the couch all night. Didn’t even try and get Jess and I to play a game with him. Could it really be that easy? While Jess is on the phone with his parents, I start tearing my couch apart. Cushions go flying. Nothing. So I pick it up and move it back. Got down on my hand and knees…. and…. FOUND it!! Or $35 of it.
Now I have to call him mom and tell her that I can no longer work for her. Lie to me all you want, but steal from me? Not when I have taken you into my home, done what I could to make you feel comfortable. Fixed you meals that you liked, played with you, allowed you to interact with my baby. I cried, she cried. I was hard, but I did it.
I want to feel bad about it. But I can’t. I tried so hard to educated this kid on why trust, truth and honesty were so important. It fell on deaf ears.
I am dealing with the anger, hurt and disappointment I feel. I have sat and prayed about this each day since Monday. I babysit tomorrow and Friday and then I am done. I lose the income. This hurts almost as much as the kid stealing and lying to me.