College Girl in a Mommy's World

This week went a lot better than last week I feel. Nothing in particular, but I think I'm just learning a lot about life and have learned how to juggle the demands of being a nanny and a full-time college student.
It's funny trying to hang out and go do things in my singles ward like a normal college student, and then trying to get to bed early enough so that I can get up with three kids the next morning and pack lunches, do hair, feed the baby, and haul it to school. 
While everyone else is talking about some new school project or new shop they found in some seaside small town--I'm thinking about if I ironed Sophie's uniform for tomorrow and if she did well on her spelling test today. I'm thinking about if I should put more oil on 
Thomas the next time I change his diaper to see if his rash will get better. 
When I drive any new friends in the car I have here, one can sit in the passenger seat and then anyone else has to sit in the very back because of two booster seats and a baby carrier. Then when we put our shopping bags in the back, we see the spare blankets, baby bag, and stroller... yup. 
'Oh ya, sorry about that stroller. Oh and the booster seats... and the veggie chips wedged in the seats... What's that? Yes I am a full-time nanny/momma. And yes I wish it didn't look like I have six kids whenever I go anywhere' hahah.
You know when some moms come pick their kids up from school or arrive for church, and they look like they just ran a marathon and threw on an outfit at the finish line? Sadly, I know that look too well. I can't get dressed until 10 am everyday because I have to wait until Thomas goes down for his nap. So that means I'm driving around L.A. dropping kids off at school and buying groceries in my scary 'no make-up and work out clothes look'. Awesome.
Ya know, when I actually do have kids I'll happily embrace this and I won't care about looking like a soccer mom. But since I'm NOT a mom and I'm actually a 19 year old sista, it's kind of weird going to the store and having the cashier somehow think that they're all my kids. I used to say that I'm the nanny but that would get an even weirder reaction so I stopped doing that. haha.
They give you the reaction like, 'Oh, so you work for someone like THAT. Got it. Poor thing. I bet they work you to death. Look at you trying to juggle three kids all day long. I bet the parents forget their own kids birthdays. They probably love you more than their own parents..' blah blah blah. You can read it all in how they treat me after I would blurt that out. It bugged me, so now I just let them believe whatever they want. Even though I look way too young to have three kids... whatever haha.
With everyone so loaded around here, people make themselves look a lot younger than they really are. Or they try really really hard to make themselves look younger. Then you can tell those ones actually aren't.
The last three days Amanda took Thomas with her back East to visit her sister. So it was just me, Chape, and the two oldest kids. Chape was busy with work most of the time, so I had to be mom for real. It's crazy how much of my mom and sisters I see in me when I'm doing certain things. Like how I can just let Thomas freak out standing at my feet while I try to throw a little mascara on before going to the store. Or how I say 'No you can't have that. No, put that back. No we're only buying things on the list. No you can't. No we're having dinner soon. No we're in a hurry.'-every single time we go to the store! I remember being so bugged that my mom would always say no... but now I get it! You only have so long you can be at the store, you need these certain things, you have to get dinner ready, and you have to be home before the piano teacher shows up... these are all the real reasons why moms have to say no to extra treats at the store. And these are all the reasons why I therefore have to say no. 
I also hate that they beg for the same thing whenever certain topics come up, or when you drive by that one random store or restaurant they really like. Like the icecream truck that always shows up at the park whenever we go for Tobin's flag football practice-No, we will never ever get icecream from that cheap and sketchy icecream truck that plays whiny versions of Beethoven's symphonies! It freaks me out from afar. Just drop it kids! If Amanda takes them? Cool. Ask her. But she'll agree with me. She always does.

We're going to a nice restaurant at the country club tonight as a family... and I'm excited. But that means a lot of prep. So. I must say goodbye for now until the next update from Beverly Hills. 

Much Love,
Hay