There are seasons in life, as we all know. Listing them would take me all day, but I don't think I really need to. For a while now, I have been in the season of loving and playing with this little boy.
You see, this child is a sponge. A very intelligent sponge. And since he is with me almost as much as he is his parents, I have to fill that sponge with education, love, thinking skills....well, you get the idea.
Yesterday, I had long discussions with three people whose opinion I respect. And after a very long day of no nap with Mr. LMW, it was decided that we will no longer be forcing naptime. Instead, I will have to work toward a more structured plan for the days he is with me. That means using pre-school activities and learning tools.
I am 50+ and it's hard for me to go back like this. I don't begrudge the chore, actually I feel needed and blessed to be able to do it. I'm worried though. Worried that I can't hold up to it, worried that I will not succeed at it, worried that it just simply won't work for us. This is where I have to go to God for major help.
If you would be so kind, remember us in your prayers. I need guidance, I need patience, I need ideas and most of all, I need energy. Just thinking about all this makes me tired. God grant me what I need, when I need it. And may LMW and I have a grand time learning about life together!