People don’t imagine that a career can begin with nothing but courage, hunger, and a one-way ticket.

Mine did.

I wasn’t raised with privilege.

I didn’t come from a family with contacts or wealth.

I was raised by hardworking parents who gave me everything they never had themselves.

And still, at 18, I made a decision they never expected:

I left my country to become a nanny in Santiago de Chile.

My father — an immigrant who once left Ecuador for Japan to give me a better life — was terrified.

He said to me:

“¿Te vas para limpiar culos ajenos?”

Not with anger, but with fear.

Fear of losing me.

Fear of seeing his only daughter step into a world completely unknown.

But I was determined.

I wasn’t fearless — I simply knew I had to try.

The House That Shaped Me

My first job was a storm of responsibility:

A large home.

Four children.

Newborn twins.

Cooking. Cleaning. Organising.

Everything.

On my first day, I froze.

I told the other girl working there, “No puedo. Yo no sirvo para esto.”

She passed the message to her boss, Silvana, who sent back the sentence that would define the rest of my life:

“In this life, you don’t quit before trying.

Give it one week.”

That week changed everything.

I stayed.

I learned.

I cried.

I adapted.

And that home built the foundation of the woman and professional I would become.

It taught me discipline, emotional intelligence, routine, patience, and the truth behind childcare:

Children grow through love, not luxury.

Through presence, not perfection.

Spain — Where Vocation Became Identity

Years later, I moved to Spain.

I worked for another family with three children — again, twins included.

The salary was barely enough to survive, but the home was full of kindness.

They helped me legalize my papers — a gift I will be forever grateful for.

During that time, I studied Early Childhood Education, which led me to work in nurseries.

I learned a lot…

but I also discovered that I wasn’t meant for institutional childcare.

The system felt cold.

The salary didn’t match the responsibility.

The emotional connection wasn’t the same.

I missed being part of a family.

I missed raising a child, not supervising a classroom.

That’s when I understood:

I wasn’t meant to be “a nanny.”

I was meant to be the person parents trust with their whole world.

Building an International Career — Home by Home, Child by Child

Nothing happened suddenly.

My career was built slowly, intentionally, with a suitcase and a heart willing to start again every time.

• Madrid.
• Barcelona.
• Paris.
• Miami.
• New York.
• Channel Islands.
• Kansas.
• London.

And finally — Glasgow, my base.

Each city gave me a new family.

Each family gave me a new child to love.

Each child gave me a new reason to stay in this profession.

Many of the families belonged to high-profile environments — footballers, executives, public figures — but that never changed my purpose:

My job was always love, not luxury.

Twins — The Unexpected Specialisation

I didn’t choose twins — twins chose me.

Four sets across different countries.

Each pair taught me precision, patience, and emotional presence.

Twins demand structure.

They demand timing.

They demand calm.

And they make you a better professional whether you want it or not.

Twins didn’t just train me;

they transformed me.

Why Parents Trusted Me

People think nannying is about diapers, naps, or stroller walks.

That’s only 5%.

The real work is:

• reading emotions a child can’t yet express
• creating a safe environment they feel in their bones
• teaching them confidence through consistency
• being the adult who listens — truly listens
• forming a bond that shapes who they become

Parents feel when someone loves their child sincerely.

That’s why they trusted me.

That’s why they invited me into their homes and lives.

Why This Never Felt Like a Job

For over a decade, I opened my eyes every morning wanting to work — not out of obligation, but out of love.

Children are not “work” to me.

They’re purpose.

They’re joy.

They’re a gift.

I know I am privileged — not by money, but by vocation.

Not everyone gets to spend their days doing something they deeply love.

And that’s why I always say:

This is not a profession — it’s a calling.

My Message to Parents, Young Women, and Immigrants

To the parents searching for the right nanny:

A great nanny is not found in a CV.

A great nanny is found in her heart.

To the young immigrant girl who thinks she can’t build a life abroad:

Look at my story.

I started with nothing except hunger, courage, and faith.

To the young women considering this path:

Do it only if your soul has space to love a child that isn’t yours.

Because the bond will shape both of you.

Why Glasgow Became My Home

After years of movement, the world brought me to Glasgow — to a family I chose with my whole heart.

Their children are my heart.

They are my home.

They are my “why”.

I will always be grateful for every child that shaped me — but these children are my family.

My Purpose Now

Today, my journey isn’t only mine anymore.

It belongs to the mothers who need guidance.

To the girls who dream of becoming international nannies.

To parents in high-profile environments who need someone they can trust.

To immigrants who need proof that everything is possible.

My story is a roadmap.

A testimony.

A reminder that the right job never feels like work.

And that love — real love — is the strongest training a nanny can have.