Sunday, June 11, 2006

 

Mommy's actually happy...

So, Daddy is in the US and Mommy starts interviewing Amah candidates on her own.
2 on Saturday, 3 on Sunday.

One was a no show. One was too chatty (would drive Daddy crazy.) One preferred not to have her meals with the family (me eating alone, if Mommy and Daddy were working late was not an option.) Another one Mommy thought would workout - except she had a mole with a half inch hair in it. Mommy knew that Daddy wouldn't be able to sit across the dinner table with her at ease, and I would be overly interested in it, asking over and over "What's that?" Mommy wouldn't want to subject anyone to that, but she was a good candidate.

Then Mommy met Ms. Gloria.
Ms. Gloria actually holds a degree in education with focus on children, worked 6 years with her previous employer and plays the Guitar on her free time.
On Sundays she attends church, participates in the church singing group (with her sister) which also sings to a nursing home every 3rd Sunday. Then sometimes, as part of the Filipino teacher's association, teach fellow Filipino's math and sciences. She's in Hong Kong to make money to put her other siblings through college in the Philippines. Her job as a teacher didn't make enough money in the Philippines. There was no point in Mommy interviewing more people anymore... Ms. Gloria was the one.

Ms. Gloria was also very happy to have met with Mommy as well, so they both wanted to start paper work. It was Sunday - papers were initiated on Monday, the next day. Ms. Gloria was so organized... Mommy was so impressed. (And Mommy doesn't get impressed that easily.)
I also got to meet Ms. Gloria that day, I liked her from the day I met her too.

As the paper work continues... Mommy and Ms. Gloria meet up once or twice along the way. Just thinking how Ms. Gloria is paying for school for her family, Mommy wondered who paid for Ms. Gloria's education... she had a scholarship.
That just made Mommy so happy, reinforcing she found a good and capable person to help take care of me. She was so worried before - but only because she loves me so, and won't trust just anyone to help take care of me. Mommy's standards are very high when it comes to her pumpkin... that's me.

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