Oh what about the library?
The library was the first haven I ventured to to save my sanity during my early SAHM days. I was alone for much of the day with a kid who didnt talk, didnt play much nor had any self-sufficiency. Rush to the library to escape to a world with pretty shapes, where he could run without hurting himself and find out I wasn't alone in the need for such a place :)
Once parks and pools came into the frame, the poor libraries became a quieter retreat. The lingering interest was books, though. I had other mothers coming to me requesting I read to their children. Much later when my kid developed issues with frustration and tantrums, in an attempt to offer him a renewed sense of routine and calm, it was back to the library. Soon I had a kid who took my hand exiting preschool and saying "could we please go to the library?"
Not bad for a kid with satellite tv, his very own kindle and wii at home. So thats the deal about the library. :)
The library was the first haven I ventured to to save my sanity during my early SAHM days. I was alone for much of the day with a kid who didnt talk, didnt play much nor had any self-sufficiency. Rush to the library to escape to a world with pretty shapes, where he could run without hurting himself and find out I wasn't alone in the need for such a place :)
Once parks and pools came into the frame, the poor libraries became a quieter retreat. The lingering interest was books, though. I had other mothers coming to me requesting I read to their children. Much later when my kid developed issues with frustration and tantrums, in an attempt to offer him a renewed sense of routine and calm, it was back to the library. Soon I had a kid who took my hand exiting preschool and saying "could we please go to the library?"
Not bad for a kid with satellite tv, his very own kindle and wii at home. So thats the deal about the library. :)
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