I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe everything happens for a reason.
Today, on our way to school we ran into one of P’s teachers in the parking lot. She came up to me and said “I have to tell you, I think you are one of the best mothers I have ever seen. You are so involved with P and right there with the things we and she needs.”
Then when I was in the classroom I asked the other teacher if they had begun teaching time. She said no but wondered why I asked so I told her about the weekend. One morning P woke up and wanted to wake me up to. She said “Mamma it’s time to wake up. One of the clock hands is on the 7 and the other is on the 4.” In hopes of getting an extra ten minutes I replied “when the hand that’s on the 4 moves to the 6 I’ll wake up.”. I didn’t think she’d let me sleep or get any of this but ten minutes later, P woke me up because the hand was on the 6.
After I told P’s teacher the story she said “I’m not surprised. P is very with it. She’s very bright and picks up on things right away. We don’t teach time to this age group because most kids aren’t ready for it but obviously P is and I’m not surprised.”
So, yesterday I wondered if all my sacrifice has been well worth it and today I got my answer. Had I had these conversations with the teachers on any other day they would not have meant as much to me. To be honest, any other day I would have brushed them off. Today they mean the world.
I know P being aware of time at 2 is not an indication of her future success but I don’t need it to be. All I needed was something that told me that me not working and living in our 1500sq foot house that needs major work is ok. It’s more than ok. In the long run I will have my house EXACTLY the way I want it and my daughter will be MORE than I envisioned. But there is not such thing as having it all all at once so for today I’ll take my daughter thriving and all else will be on hold. I’ve made the right choice.