Today we had a breakthrough...a small miracle. (Which I attribute to my sweet sister and her sincere prayers to help Zoey Lou find peace somewhere other than my arms). I taught my first day of preschool, and Zoey was an angel. She spent most of the time hanging out in her carrier, but did settle down into her swing towards the end. I think we may be able to do this preschool thing. I was so worried about how things would go with her, because I get so uptight and anxious when I can't calm her down, and I didn't want that to affect our preschool experience. But she hardly interrupted our morning at preschool...Hallelujah!! And another small miracle...my class of 4 year-olds are also angels. I'm sure this angelic feeling will not always be there during our preschool time, but I think the Lord knew I needed a wonderful first day, or I would throw the towel in right off the bat. Thank you Zoey, thank you preschoolers, and thank you to my sweet little sister who prayed for these small miracles!!
