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Other things you learn from being a nanny, especially when you nanny for a mother who is cooler than you, is to deal with an odd form of depression.

Because some days you show up and everyone has a long face. It seems that the thought of spending an afternoon in the company of you instead of a mother elicits the scream crying from the baby that sounds like bloody murder and makes your bones ache with melancholy.

{sigh}