Racism? I never use that word or should I?

 As I work outside home part-time and my 16 month old is finding home too restrictive, I decided to find a child minder. This was my preferred choice as I thought she may feel lost in a nursery surrounded by so many kids so suddenly.

She has always been at home with me. I stayed home with her for 11 months, then my Mum for about a month, then with my In-laws, who came from abroad to see her for the first time, for 4 months.

So, I educated myself on how to get one. I called the council got a list of registered child minders, checked OFSTED reports and chose one with an outstanding report.

Alas! It started off nicely but after two weeks she calls one evening and says ” I don’t think you trust me”. After 30 minutes of trying to convince her on the phone, she sends a text 1 hour later saying “I still don’t think it’s working.”

Did I hide a camera in the bag? Check on 16 month old every five minutes by text? Did I do a ‘Sherlock Holmes or Nancy Drew’ during my lunch break and get caught eavesdropping at the door? Did I do worse? No. No. No. I rest my case.

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