It’s nice to look after some kids in the ward and make some extra cash. It all started out as me “babysitting” (I loathe that word) for the Wattersons during the day. That was great because Conor wasn’t home anyways and it’s nice to get out of the apartment. It just worked out. And then I’ve babysat for them on a few occasions in the evenings, but Sarah Jean is always so hesitant and so grateful. Plus I really like chit-chatting with her. And then there are the Jensens. I don’t mind looking after their son, Owen. I babysat him once in the day over Christmas break, Conor and I teamed up one Saturday night and I looked after him last night. No biggie. I also look after one of my friend’s sons once a week, but that’s a friend thing and he’s so stinking cute!
Now, I’ve had people in the ward approach me with the phrase, “so I hear you’re willing to babysit.” What they don’t get is that I don’t really care to look after their kid on the weekends, especially since now there is a ridiculous amount of interest. I don’t really enjoy babysitting for families I’m unfamiliar with because they have to come and pick me up and drop me off and that makes me feel like a kid again and rather inferior. I’m going to have to say, “no” and I don’t care to do that since I know I’ll feel guilty. However, I do need to remember that I have my own family to care for even if it is just the two of us. Conor works hard all week and the weekend evenings are a time we try to relax even though we tend to do our datenight on Monday or Tuesday. I feel really annoyed by the turn this has all taken. I liked things as they were! Oh and what makes it worse is that there is no youth in our ward so people are desperate to get someone!
Any suggestions on how to let people down lightly?
