Forty-three days ago we traveled 1,000 miles to our new home, sight unseen. Talk about a leap of faith. We moved away from 29 years of friends, family, and familiarity. Until we sell our house back home, we are living in tight quarters here.
In the midst of this transition, our pre-toddler became a toddler. And I, having worked part-time before the move, suddenly found myself alone for hours upon hours with our mobile daughter. Some toys and books are still in storage, and our shaded backyard with the swing is far, far away.
When the door closed behind my husband as he left for his first day of work, a wave of loneliness set in rather quickly.
I am typically a home-body… I usually like being home in a relatively quiet environment. But, this wasn’t home.
So, I had to find things to do–fast.
We started with the local parks. Swings, slides, and sand did the trick, until my little one decided to taste a bite of sand, which she crunched in her mouth for the next hour. And she didn’t really like walking in the sand. Luckily, we found another park that was sand-less. The swings and playground equipment are just her size.
Then we discovered Library Storytimes. The local libraries have storytimes specifically for toddlers each week. It is so much fun! For thirty minutes, we sing songs, read books, play with toys, and socialize. Like the park, this is a free activity! With our library card, we check out board books, DVDs, and music. It helps keep things fresh, which is a sigh of relief! Each library has a storytime lady, and they are all very different. There is the young librarian who plays the flute. Then there’s the old librarian with stringy hair and big glasses who never stops smiling.