Westley is nearly four, and I often still feel like that mother of a new baby, looking at this little stranger, feeling overwhelmed, not knowing what to do or where to start. On days when I have a simple errand or project, it's a little easier to get started, to keep the day moving, to keep the feeling of being overwhelmed—or trapped—away. Still, my activities are all about running the house: homemaking stuff, not kid stuff.
I worry, because (unlike Rob) I don't have child-friendly interests. I want to build a fun, safe, enriching environment for my child, but I struggle to be child-centered. I'm not sure I know how to do it.
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I'm glad you wrote this post! I don't feel so alone now. My activities with Luna always revolve around cleaning, organizing, cooking, etc. We do crafts and art together, too, but I don't know how to play. Not like Dmitry. He has that down and she knows it and loves it. I love to watch them together, but am a little jealous.
Peter is a way better player than me too. He's the dad at the park and the playgroup. It doesn't help that I'm all uncomfortable now, but he's always been better at it than me. I guess I take solace in the fact that Alexa comes to be for comfort. We all have our roles, and I think you play yours perfectly. Who knows, you may be the one Wes runs to when he's older and really wants to learn something serious?
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