After over a month of looking for a preschool/daycare to send Evan when he turned 2 years old, we finally decided on one. We are so blessed to be able to send him to a Christian preschool, and all the circumstances have showed it's a God send. When we first started looking there were no Christian full-time preschools near us, or that seemed to be feasible to drive to. It wasn't until after we'd missed the one opening at a daycare center near us that I started to research further, and a friend mentioned the place we are now sending him to. God does work in our lives, we've seen it time and again. This is just another instance.
Yet, even resting in the assurance that this is the right place to send Evan, I still take on the role of the worried mother. It feels like I'm dropping him off at a few months old to return to work. Since at that time, he was in the care of family, it didn't phase me much to leave him then. Though I did truly miss him, and still do. This time we are leaving him with strangers, that we are trusting with his care and well-being. It's also a whole new routine for our family, and I know it will take some time to adjust to it. Especially for him, as they don't allow pacifiers so we've been trying to break him from them this weekend. It's been tough and there has been crying before bedtime and naps, when he relied on it the most.
For now, his bookbag is packed, and he's got all his other school supplies. We are ready to get up bright and early in the morning and both Brad and I together take the time to get him settled into his class. I'm hoping there isn't too much drama when we leave.
God, I place him in your hands as I know he is yours already. Protect and guide him, help him learn, grow and thrive in this preschool. And give us, his parents, the peace and guidance as we continue to take care of this precious gift you've given us. Amen.
Yet, even resting in the assurance that this is the right place to send Evan, I still take on the role of the worried mother. It feels like I'm dropping him off at a few months old to return to work. Since at that time, he was in the care of family, it didn't phase me much to leave him then. Though I did truly miss him, and still do. This time we are leaving him with strangers, that we are trusting with his care and well-being. It's also a whole new routine for our family, and I know it will take some time to adjust to it. Especially for him, as they don't allow pacifiers so we've been trying to break him from them this weekend. It's been tough and there has been crying before bedtime and naps, when he relied on it the most.
For now, his bookbag is packed, and he's got all his other school supplies. We are ready to get up bright and early in the morning and both Brad and I together take the time to get him settled into his class. I'm hoping there isn't too much drama when we leave.
God, I place him in your hands as I know he is yours already. Protect and guide him, help him learn, grow and thrive in this preschool. And give us, his parents, the peace and guidance as we continue to take care of this precious gift you've given us. Amen.
He's always one step ahead of me. :)

