So after the best job ever as a nanny came to an end. I started working for a couple with two children a boy and a girl. I was told they were pretty laid back and just a nice couple. First day on the job I was told just briefly for the care of the house and the children. I was to keep the house tidy which was not to hard because they kept it looking clean from what I saw. I was told that the little girl who was 2 was being potty trained and I remember being very impressed by how articulate she was cause she spoke like a 5 yr old. She was enrolled in a class 3 days a week which was let out around 1:30 pm and would be dropped off by a fellow friend of the parents. I was also given instructions for the little boy who was 5. Unfortunately he was a constant bed wetter, at nights and even at naptime. So my responsibility was to wash his clothes he wore to bed as well as the sheets. So every day I washed sheets and made up his the bed sometimes twice a day. He was picked up in the morning for school by the bus and dropped off at the end of the day. I was told to get to his stop early and wait for him to be dropped off. I was showed my bedroom which was sort of part of the family room. From the kitchen their were a few steps you can walk down to. My room was on the right at the bottom of the steps. There was an open area where a small couch and tv was. They kept all the kids toys/games in that room. So I figured it was the family room. My hours were pretty normal 8:30 am to 6:00 pm. So first day on the job everything went according to what was told to me by the parents. Bed was wet and I had to change both sheets and the little boys clothes. I got both kids dressed, fed and was sent off to school/classes. I put the sheets to wash and did my tidying up and prepared lunch for the little girl who was returning from class around 1:30. I remember the little boy being very quite and sometimes even shy. He loved when I read books to him and would sometimes join in a board game of Hi Ho Cheerio or even Candy land. We would go out to the back yard and smell the jasmine flowers that grew in our neighbors side yard. He loved the swings and would ask me to push him. After pushing him numerous of times. I decided to show him how to swing himself using his legs. I remember his face as he would go really high in the swing. He would have his eyes closed with a look of contentment of his face. I sometimes would have to call his name twice maybe three times to get his attention. One day I was told both kids would be home that day. We had breakfast and lunch they both had naps but the little boy woke up early due to him wetting the bed at nap time. I changed his clothes and sheets. Put them in the wash and came back upstairs to the kitchen. I gave him a snack and decided to just find out more about him. He was so shy that I really did not know that much about him. As we were talking the little girl woke up. I went to get her and brought her to the kitchen. I prepared her a snack and the buzzer went off for the washing machine. I told then I would be right back and went to get the clothes out the machine to put it into the dryer. I finished and walked upstairs to see the little girl back against the wall hiding behind the kitchen chair her brothers hand was in between the bars of the chair and touching her vagina. I freaked out and yelled hey. He jumped up I asked what is going on here. The little boy said "nothing" that he was just playing with his sister. I separated them and sent him to his room and had little girl down in the living room. I called my employers but could not reach them, frantic I called my old boss that was friendly with them and got the woman. I went into the bathroom and explained in a disbelief crying voice what had just happened. I was told to don't make a scene to upset the kids. She will try to contact them. I received a call from them and briefly telling them what I witnessed, the husband spoke to me briefly and said he would be there soon. He got home and I once again explained what I saw. He told me thank you for telling him and his wife and they will talk to them. Not sure how the situation was taken care of but I never witnessed anything strange after that concerning the kids. A few months into the job I started getting really bad headaches. (I know them now as Migraines) As soon as the day was over I would rush downstairs to my room and lay in the dark with a cold pack to my head. One day I had another migraine. The day had ended and I went to my room, took the light off and closed the door. I eventually fell asleep and was woken up by some sounds, at this time it was around 10:00pm. I sat up and heard again this sound coming from the family room. As I listened some more I realized that someone was having sex in the family room. I was ABSOLUTELY grossed out. A woman voice sighing and softly moaning and little grunts from a man voice. Of course I had to use the bathroom and could not. The bathroom was right across from my room but it would be to embarrassing for us all if I got out of my room and saw them having sex. So I waited until they were finished which was a little over an hour. Then they quietly stayed in the room for a bit and then walked up the stairs to their room or where ever they were going. I tip toed to the bathroom and came back as fast as I could. The next day I continued my daily routine as nothing ever happened. I waited to pick up the little boy and was approached by an all white hair older woman waiting for the same school bus. She asked me my name and asked if I was the new person to take care of the kids. I told her my name and replied yes to me being the nanny. She told me she was a grandmother and was waiting for her grandchild. She asked me how was it working for them , I was a little weary...so I replied very nicely.. " the job was great". She was telling me about the last nanny and her experience working for them. I guess the last nanny had some sort of bad experience with the little boy and his bed wetting and also with the parents . She never went into details but the things she spoke to me about matched up to my experiences at the home. I remember walking one day around the neighborhood with the little girl and found ourselves lost. We walked around quite a bit looking for someone to ask for help but the only person I saw was the mail man. I walked up to him and asked him to show me where the address I was looking for. He did not answer although I knew he heard me. I called out to him again "excuse me" he ignored me the second time. I walked up right close to him and said once again "excuse me" He looked in another direction and walked away. I knew right then and there that I was ignored due to my skin colour but for some strange reason I felt embarrassed. I eventually found my way out of this maze I was in and got back to the job. I continued working for this family for a couple of years until I just could no longer handle dealing with the bed wetting and the sex sounds. I gave my 2 week notice and they found another person to be their nanny. I did not fully realize exactly how serious things were until a few years after the job ended. I hope the little boy gets the help he needs. That job was an eye opener for me.
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