It's only been 10 minutes, but I feel like God has gifted me hugely this afternoon. Gwennan is playing in her playpen, by herself, and she's not screaming. For over a week now, I have been berated by a belligerent 5 month old every time she's not being held. Still, I insist on playpen time because I know she needs it, and let's be honest - I can't only get work done during naps!
In the book "My First 300 Babies," which I've mentioned before, the author states that 'little ones need time with their thoughts, such as they are." (I always read this book in a British accent which makes the phrase so much more memorable.) She really pushes solo play time every day.
So we press on, through the tears and shrieking and red faces. Most of her play times look like the picture above. Gwennan screaming into her toys, throwing her shrieks in my direction. But this afternoon, I've had 20 whole minutes of quiet, happy Gwennan. Thank you, Lord!!!