Mom, do you feel like you are losing control of your children? Are you constantly repeating yourself? Are you frustrated and overwhelmed?
Lately, I’ve been feeling like my home is a war zone. I feel like I’m walking onto a battlefield every morning. It’s thoroughly exhausting. In a parenting class many years ago our pastor told us “We don’t negotiate with terrorists.” Sadly, I’ve been finding myself doing more and more of that a lot lately.
When we find ourselves in this situation, we have two options. We can either take cover and pretend everything is alright or we can face the “enemy” head-on.
If you find you are constantly repeating yourself, out of routine, or wondering what your kids are doing with their time, you need to go back to the basics.
Recently, in conversation with an elderly friend, the question was asked, “What is one of the biggest things you have learned in all of your years of mothering and being a wife?”
She thought for a minute, and her response was, “I learned that I needed to wake up each morning and purpose to die to self that day: especially in the years of mothering. If I didn’t purpose to do this, things usually went awry.”
There is so much truth in that statement. I started to think about my daily interactions. What are things that anger me? Why do I get so frazzled? Why do I get overwhelmed?
As a new mom, I remember when my first daughter was 18 months old, and the pressure to start potty training was all around. Even with the influence I held off until about two before starting.
When we began the process, I decided to reward our daughter with candy. Every time she used the potty she got candy. Well as you can imagine she decided that she needed to go quite frequently.
After we had her “trained”, we ran out of candy, so my husband decided that she no longer needed candy. Well needless to say my daughter thought otherwise, and she decided after being trained for months that she would stop. Completely.
Today was one of those days. I felt the weight of all of my tasks falling down on me. I had cleaned and organized for days, only to look around and have nothing to show for it.
I worked hard.
I’m tired of working hard for what seems has no reward.
My children weren’t particularly bad, but it just felt like every single one needed me at that exact moment. About ready to burst, I found myself breathless. I was feeling physical symptoms.
Doing what any Supermom would do I carried on trying to be strong. Eventually finding myself in a quiet room nursing my precious baby asking myself, “What am I doing?” Why in the world did I have all of these kids? Why did I choose this life?
I am a self-proclaimed half crunchy mama. According to urban dictionary, “A Crunchy Mama is a “Mother, who supports homebirth, breastfeeding, babywearing, cloth diapering, co-sleeping, gentle discipline, etc. One who questions established medical authority; tends to be vegetarian and prepare all-organic foods.”
While I am a home birthing, home schooling, baby-wearing co-sleeper I wouldn’t necessarily identify with the hippy aspects of that definition. Our family doesn’t wear organic clothes, eat only organic foods or do cloth diaper. (too much work)
Today my little two-year-old, who is still a bit of a mute, gave me the cutest little motion. A gesture that said, “come here mommy, sit down right beside me and put on Praise Baby so we can snuggle.” How in the world could I say no to that?
To be honest; there was a part of me that did say no. Because let’s be honest, mom, a two-year-old held captive watching a screen is a perfect time for me to get things done right? But at what cost?
I remember the day very well that I made the switch from being a working mom to a full time stay at home mom. I couldn’t believe it; I was so excited to have days home with my kids. My husband and I prayed for this for what seemed forever. The first few weeks were amazing. I absolutely loved it. My husband loved it. My son loved it. My son was so happy that I could finally do school with him all day.
I would like to tell you that the honeymoon period never ended but that would be a lie. I began to feel worthless. All I did every day all day was clean up messes, do laundry, change children, cook, clean up some more, and do school. It was just a continuous cycle, and I found myself becoming very discontent.
Do you feel your workload only grows and never gets done? Do you sit back and wonder at the end of some days what exactly you did today? If so, know that you are not alone!
Oh, how the day can so quickly spiral completely out of control. Finding the balance between the chores & errand list, while handling the schooling needs of your kids, requires constant inspection and review. If this is you, then I urge you to keep reading. Ten years of homeschooling high schoolers to crawlers has taught me many lessons along the way to help alleviate some of the daily stresses. So without further ado, here are my best tips.
Oh dear mom. I remember the days when I had 3 kids under 3. I currently have five under the age of six and boy, do I know the struggle is real!
Friends, I have experienced homeschooling a high schooler, a middle schooler and two early elementary kids, while juggling the demands of a preschooler, toddler and a newborn. Let me be honest with you, this can be a very dark time.
From 4 to 6pm my children turn into something that I do not recognize and without fail chaos ensues in our home. Witching Hour has arrived.
I don’t know if they are just tired, bored, or hungry, but in this whirlwind of crazy, I feel like I’m putting out fires at every turn. I know it’s coming, each and every day. Yet, I find myself just suffering through until Daddy walks in the door and I throw the children at him because I can’t take it anymore.