We just got back from a cross-country road trip. While we had a great time, we did spend a lot of time in our car. The first leg was about 22 hours straight through, though on the way home we decided to break things up a bit. It was a long trip.
In life we can learn from any situation. Having six kids with us, five of them under seven, it was quite challenging at times. I was amazed however at how well the kids did. I think my two-year old got the prize for the best behaved out of the under seven category! I definitely wasn’t expecting that.
As summer is gearing up, I wanted to discuss a topic near and dear to the mother of a large family. Vacations.
Packing for a family of 9 is no easy task. I am not a super organized person to begin with, and it definitely doesn’t come naturally to me. Those around me namely my husband wishes that were not the case, but hey I have my own list for him. I am just kidding.
When we are getting ready for a trip, this is usually the prime opportunity for stress paralyzation to kick in.
If you missed my previous blog about dealing with Stress paralyzation I define it as When you are so overwhelmed with your current to-do list that you can only sit and scroll through your Facebook feed.
We have all been there when we have too many things to do, and we lack the ability just to focus on one and get that thing done. Packing does this for me! I procrastinate until the very last minute and then I’m crazy. I have learned the hard way more than I’d care to talk about that this is not a good plan.
Summer is fast approaching. And with that, our kids will be spending much more unstructured time together. This proposition comes with its positives and negatives. Many of my homeschooling friends are anxious for the break from such a strict regimented schedule. Although most of us are still doing at least something educational through the summer, it is hopeful with a little less responsibility.
While this break is nice to have, we have a mantra in our house. “Responsibility before Recreation.” What that means is before we are allowed to do something fun we need to have our responsibilities finished.
I have found that even though it’s summer we need to have some structure still in place for our day. If not chaos and mayhem ensue. Pretty quickly I realize my children don’t always like each other and the bickering starts. I’m not a creative genius by any means but from trial and lots of error I’ve had to come up with a plan for our summer, so we all survive unscathed.
School is technically out for the summer or at least very close, but for most of you home educating moms it’s never really over, now is it? We all have those few straggler subjects, doesn’t everyone at least have math to do all summer?? And even when we are “done” we still have to plan for the upcoming year.
From an academic standpoint, I don’t feel like we have had a phenomenal year. But does any home educating mom ever feel that way? When I look back on what we accomplished or didn’t accomplish, I am reminded that the Lord directs my ship. He will finish the work that we started this year. I know we grew in a lot of areas both academic and experiential.
I recently read a book called Strengths Finder 2.0, in hopes of finding out where my strengths lie. I often struggle to see what I am talented in and find myself in a comparison game with other moms. I look at all of these great projects that other moms are doing. Their homeschool looks so fun at least on the outside, but mom, I’ve discovered something about that perceived outward appearance.
My best friend’s mother passed away recently. She was 86 years old, and she lived a full life. Proverbs 31:28 says, Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her. It was apparent that her children rose up and called her blessed.
This woman finished well. She was generous, a hard worker, and a servant. She raised her family to love God. She instilled in her children to work hard, to be committed, to serve others and much more. She will be truly missed by many.
I couldn’t help but sit at the funeral and think of what people were going to say at my funeral. What do I want to be remembered for?
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.