Homeschool Work Mom

This past week has been challenging.

I imagine that in every house it has been a struggle to get things going and try to maintain somewhat of a “normal” schedule.

Or maybe, like some I know, the last week was treated as an early Spring Break, to kind of let the kids be, and sort things out as a mom/new homeschool parent.

Whatever your last week looked like, I know it wasn’t easy, and for the foreseeable future, it isn’t going to get any easier.

I’ve homeschooled before. I did one semester of 4th grade, and I honestly thought it was great. I had both of my daughters at work with me(we own our own business) and I was able to juggle the workload, the baby, and my 4th grader, while my son was at school (we chose not to do a semester with him because school was going well)

2 years later, things have changed a bit.

The kids were both doing well in school. I have a 6th and 2nd grader, and my daughter is in 1/2 day preschool, but lets add an extra kid in….the baby, who is borderline toddler and into EVERYTHING…..

My last week has been complete CHAOS.

Our business HAS to continue as normal, because it is our only source of income and we are in minimal contact with people, other than giving them a ticket, so Monday started “Business as Usual”…………. EXCEPT

Instead of 3 kids going to school, and me and little man heading to work, I headed to work WTIH 4 CHILDREN!

This is my normal in the Summer, so I am truly used to having all of them at work with me, so that’s not really the issue at hand. The issue is that I have to teach them, and I don’t mean “issue” like I don’t want to do it, because I DO, I mean it as, I’ve got to figure out how to balance running a business and teaching 3 children of completely different ages.

It’s not like I can sit them down and teach a solo lesson. 6th and 2nd grades are worlds apart in learning, especially when the 6th grader has ADHD and the 2nd grader “hates learning” and struggles in reading, so he needs the additional help.

Let’s not forget the independent preschooler who wants to learn. She LOVES school, so this is throwing her off BIG TIME.

Then I have the “baby.” He is literally into everything….

So in between trying to attempt to answer the phone, keeping the 6th grader focused, helping the 2nd grader read and comprehend, making up work so I can teach the preschooler, and rounding up the baby like he’s a baby cow at a Rodeo, I am a bit overwhelmed.

When Friday came around, I was relieved, and tired…..so tired.

The week was so long, yet so short. I don’t feel like I was as successful as what I should have been with schooling or work, or “MOM-ing.”

I am blessed that my oldest loves working, or at least she loves being in the office by herself, so the latter part of the week consisted of her going in and tending to the office and doing her schoolwork, because in her words “I’d rather do my work here in the quiet without my annoying brothers and sister.” This gave me a little extra time to get the other 3 ready and pack lunches for everyone. (6 lunches)

The phones are forwarded to me, so I’m still “working,” but it’s amazing what a load it does take off, when I don’t have to rush to have everyone ready, lunches packed, school supplies packed, and be out the door to be at work by a certain time before our regular driver gets there.

I just feel like I ran a marathon this past week though……an unsuccessful one. From work to coming home and still having to have a dinner ready and doing the housework, PLUS trying to be sure to stay out of public places, and constantly sanitizing and washing hands, and making sure we are being as cautious as possible.

Then, let us not forget the parents who think this thing is just going to pass over like the FLU….. I don’t even want to get started on that, because it’s just insanity, and makes me crazy. I am going to be the Bitch Daughter-in-law, because I wouldn’t allow the grandma to hug and kiss on the grandchildren……sorry, you had lots of church folks at your house on Wednesday, and even though you “know them,” you can’t seriously tell me that you can account for their whereabouts every single day of the week…..what if they aren’t being cautious. I’m not washing little hands and sanitizing everything 10 times a day, to get a virus from YOU because you chose to have people over that aren’t taking the precautions as seriously as I am.

I am not being a BITCH or UNREASONABLE. This is a LIFE and DEATH situation we are in. Two of 4 of my children have breathing issues if they get the common cold, so don’t you think for one second I am not taking this COVID-19 thing seriously, because if they get something  like this, there is not telling how it will end.

This week was rough. I experienced so many titles at one time, I thought my head was going to explode, BUT, WE SURVIVED……

We spent Saturday and Sunday sleeping in and listening to our church service. We had NO STRUCTURE whatsoever, and I think that’s okay.

We needed that, and while I aim to have somewhat structure this week, I can’t promise that. We will homeschool how we see fit.

We did get assignments from teachers, so we will be doing that, but in moderation and taking the whole day to get it done, with breaks in between.

I also ordered a Butterfly Garden, which I thought would be a neat Science lesson. It is suppposed to come with LIVE caterpillars, and they will eventually become butterflies, so prayers we can keep them alive better than we do fish, and we can see the marvelous wonder of going from a caterpillar to a beautiful butterfly.

I’ll be praying for all of you, as long as you promise to pray for me too, because we are really all in this together. This is uncharted territory for everyone, regardless of how we are doing it. Whether you are out of work completely, or working from home, trying to teach multiple children at one time, is tough. It will wear you out. So be sure to give yourself some slack, and know that you will get better at it, because I have a feeling it will be like this for a while.

God Bless, and PLEASE stay home if you can and WASH YOUR HANDS!

 

 

Middle of the Night Mom Thoughts

My husband had surgery 3 days ago…it was extensive ACL reconstruction surgery in his left knee….they constructed an ACL using part of his hamstring from his right leg, so he’s in a lot of pain.

While he is being a great patient, I’ve been sick… I was sick before the surgery…fever, cough, congestion, runny nose…all that.

The kids have been sick….

The big kids are fine and staying off with grandparents tonight.

I’ve finally got my know it all father in law out of my house, and of course my cough is now worse because I don’t have any help here, both little kids have fevers, and I’ve got 3 different alarms set to make sure my husband has his medicine on time.

My daughter is scratching constantly for some reason, and has decided to come get in the bed with me, and the baby is beet red because his fever is so high.

He refused to take Tylenol or any other medicine, so after trying to cool him down with a rag which he screamed at me for laying on him, I forcibly had to give him the Tylenol.

Of course this resulted in him gagging and drama that wasn’t necessary had he just taken the tasty grape goodness. I mean if he only knew what adults have to take, he’d be a bit more reasonable, possibly.

Meanwhile, I’m forcing this Tylenol down him, while I am coughing uncontrollably, and every time I cough I’m afraid of peeing a little.

I decide to get the baby a popsicle to help cool/calm him down, which leads to me pushing up a popsicle every 10 seconds praying that all the juice doesn’t end up all over my bed.

Meanwhile, every cough loosens my bladder, and inevitably leads to peeing a little, which results in having to walk away with the popsicle for 30 seconds which ends in baby screaming while I’m peeing, holding the popsicle, and it wakes the toddler who tries to comfort the screaming baby while the baby slaps her because he doesn’t want her consoling him, he just wants mommy and the popsicle.

Fastforward all of 5 minutes….we are on popsicle 2, toddler is back asleep, baby’s cheeks are still beet red, but fever is hopefully falling, the cough drop I’ve got doesn’t seem to be working, but I’m praying the medicine I took while I was obtaining popsicle #2 starts working and controls the cough that makes me pee a little.

Baby should be done with popsicle #2 in about 3-5 minutes, which will either bring in tears for yet another, or a satisfaction that results in going back to sleep, which will leave me in limbo for roughly 18 minutes when my alarm clock will be going off to get my husband his medicine and replace his ice in his ice machine and his cold pack from the freezer.

Praying this doesn’t wake the possible back to sleep baby so I can actually go back to sleep as well.

Pray for me!

The word for the Day….Scabies! 😳

Be a mom they said…..

It’s the best gift ever they said….

They will bring you the most joy you have ever felt they said……

They didn’t say your 11 year old with a rash since before Christmas that you were told was Eczema, would in fact be Scabies!!!

From what I gather, it’s basically lice of the skin….which means washing all the linens to the beds, clothes she’s touched, towels she’s used, everything I feel like.

Mind you, our family is a close family, so we snuggle and cuddle and love on each other. There is NO personal space, which means, what if another kid has it!?!

In fact, my older son has little bumps on his hands that itch and resemble what my daughter’s started out as, but his is t as bad as hers. Hers is all up and down her arms, all over her stomach, on her hands, between fingers… 🙈😭.

Apparently this mess doesn’t show any signs h til 4-6 weeks after having contracted it, so the baby and the toddler could already have it and I don’t know it yet.

Did I mention before that my older son doesn’t sleep alone and he bed hops?!?! So he slept in his bed last night, mine the two nights before, and his little sister’s the night before that, so guess what that means?!?!

I get to wash all the linens on ALL the beds!!

Are you itching yet???? Because I am just thinking about all this!

I’m going to gather myself while I’m in the Mommy line and then rush home to swap the first load of linens I’ve already washed and replace with a second load, all while trying to get the toddler ready for tumbling, trying to keep my adhd, 11 year old beautiful daughter from touching or sitting on anything that could harbor this mess……

And we are supposed to be ah big people over for a Super Bowl Party Sunday. Working, school, my kids FINALLY aren’t SICK for the first time in what seems to be a lifetime ago, and now THIS.

The word for the day is SCABIES.

Pray for me!

A Teaching Moment in Positivity

I am TRYING! I truly am.

Everything in me wants to be a more positive person and see the little things as a promise for bigger things….

BUT….it is so difficult!

Is it supposed to be easy though?!?

Maybe we have struggles to truly appreciate the positive moments?

My now 11 year old daughter is at a point where she hasn’t quite grasped the concept of hygiene and that sort. She’s getting it, just not as much as she will…..

Her hair…. it’s fine and gets oily quickly, and my oh my…. the KNOTS….

I don’t understand how the knots accumulate. She got a new brush for Christmas and she’s been brushing her hair more than usual, but somehow it’s not getting the bottom layer of hair, which as a result is causing knots. I mean your “want to just cut them out” kind of knots.

In the midst of being the first day back to school in two weeks morning…. she asks me to brush her hair. She rarely asks so of course I say yes.

5 minutes into hair brushing, I’m only 1/3 done because of said knots. I made a comment. “This wasn’t in my plans this morning to spend 20 minutes on brushing hair.”

I’ve thought about it all day. I shouldn’t have said it. We spent 20 minutes together that we wouldn’t have, otherwise. I would have been in the kitchen getting breakfast and lunches ready and packing bags for work.

Instead, I got to spend 20 bonding minutes with my eldest, who may now never ask me to brush her hair again because she might think it’s an inconvenience.

I’m probably thinking too much into it, but that’s what’s been running through my head all day. Instead of me seeing the positive of spending time with her, I made a negative comment.

I have vowed to make myself better this year. All around better, so as a mom, friend, wife, neighbor, daughter, sister, etc.

This morning was one of those instances where I could have been better and I chose a different route.

Then, as I was getting my now 3 year old daughter out of the car to take into preschool, I found a “letter” from my oldest in an envelope addressed to “Mommy.”

I opened it when I got to work, and it says, “I don’t know what I’d do without you. You are the best mommy ever.” My heart melted, my face lit up, but tears filled my eyes.

If only I could see the positive like she does. No matter what is happening in her life, she always sees the positive and her her world, I’m the best mommy ever. It doesn’t matter how much I mess up, she still thinks of me as the best.

Maybe God gave me these children to see myself in a different light and so that I could see their truth and be positive for them and in turn for myself and others.

I really hope that I can see the teaching moment to myself in positivity during the next hair debacle, or whatever situation may arise, because though my children think I’m the best mommy ever, I want to show them how much better I can be.

Pray for me!

Overthinking

The weather here has finally started to cool down a bit. It was so hot that we were still in shorts and tank tops, but luckily, I think it has finally turned Fall. Today, I am able to sit in the mommy line with the windows open and the car off, listening to the cars go by.

Another reason for the windows down is that I forgot that I needed gas, and I am afraid I will run out, so thank the good Lord that the weather is nice, because otherwise, I may be pushing this big bus around to all my stops.

It is so peaceful though…..the skies are blue and the clouds are beautiful. My car is absolutely silent, for right this minute anyways. The baby is sleeping and so is the toddler, and all I can do is think.

I tend to overthink everything and today is no exception. I went into the office today, and I found myself making list after list of what I needed to get done to catch up and finish my new office so that I can actually get in it.

I also overthink about silly things.

A few days ago, I decided that I would buy a few Mega Millions tickets. I NEVER play the lottery. It’s just not something that I’ve ever really done, but my mom was talking to me about it and said that it was over 600 million, so I decided, what the hell, so that began a thinking process of what I would do if I won…

It’s easy really. I would pay off all our debts, and I would help a lot of people. I would set up college funds for my kids and nephews, I would help out one of our good friends that is a widowed mom of three because she struggles, and I wish there was more that I could do to help her. I would start some kind of organization. I am not sure exactly what that organization would be, but considering my schooling background is in the child development field, I’m sure it would help children and their families somehow. When you have a large amount of money, many things are possible and that is what I began to think about. I even prayed last night that GOD would let me win. How silly is that? I even said to God I knew it was silly, but that I promised I would do good with it.

Well, I didn’t win and I’m not sure if anyone did, but I know that I didn’t. I can only pray and hope that if anyone did, they choose to use it wisely. I would love to help my parents and in laws and good friends and my church. I would love to be able to help certain people not have to worry about if food will be on their table or if they can afford to go buy their kids winter clothes.

I hate to see winners just choose to buy a big house and blow the money and then not even have anything to show for it.

Obviously, I am overthinking. I didn’t win. I’m not ever going to win, and all these dreams I have to help people are pointless to even think of, because i know it wont happen. I say all this because just once, it would be nice to be dealt a bit better hand than what we have in the past. No, money isn’t everything, but it does cause a lot of issues if you don’t have any.

Don’t get me wrong, we have been dealt some great hands in the past and I’m sure will be in the future as well, but when it comes to our livelihood(our business), it has been a struggle and continues to be a struggle. We have had help from parents to get bill paid and we are trying our best to stay afloat, and my husband remains positive and uplifting, all the while, I just feel like we are completely drowning. I am hoping once I can figure out a schedule and get back to the office on the regular, I can’t find some sort of floatation device to float on, because I’m just not seeing it right now.

My husband works so incredibly hard…I mean SO HARD and it is frustrating to see him work so hard just so we can pay employees and then we have to nickel and dime it to figure out how to pay for our house and our other bills.

It would be so much easier just to hit it big and win the lottery and be able to lift the burden of providing for us off of his shoulders.

For now, I will just sit here and enjoy this nice breeze, beautiful weather, and a temporary silent car and be grateful for all the blessings this life has given me.

OVERTHINKING……..

Pray for me.

In The Fast Lane

Do you ever feel like you just never stop?!?!

I haven’t blogged in a few days, due to a hurricane and life in general. The kids were out of school so life has been entertaining and interesting all while a bit overwhelming and difficult.

This morning on the way into my son’s school, I was walking him in and I realized how fast I was trying to walk. I was almost pulling him. Then I realized, I had been doing it all morning….rush, rush, rush!

My son looks at me with this huge amount of love when we get to the spot where I have to leave him to walk by himself, and I notice he doesn’t even realize how much I’m rushing. All he sees is that I am holding his hand to walk him in and he knows I will give him hugs and kisses and smile as he continues down the hallway.

I wake up in the morning before anyone else and then I rush to get myself ready and the 4 kids, and then before I know it, it’s time to get all in the car and leave. I’ve got 3 school to drop off at, and then I head into work until our toddler gets out of school. Let’s not talk about the construction that they are doing by her school…….

Instead of turning left into her school, I have to go down about 2 miles through construction and then do a U-turn to go back to her school. Today, the cones have been set up so that I had to do a partial U-turn, back and then continue on. I guess they don’t realize people have to actually fit through there. I understand they are just doing their job, but it truly is frustrating trying to get to my little one.

I finally get to the school and then head home. I got home long enough to swap out the laundry, cook us lunch, and get the baby out of his car seat. As soon as I was about to fix E’s plate, I got a phone call. My oldest’s teacher was calling to tell me that she was sick and wanted to come home. I quickly put the plate in the microwave and left the food on the stove, and began to try and explain to E that she wouldn’t be eating right this minute….we were going to let it cool and we would eat it when we got back. She, of course, threw a huge tantrum, because she didn’t get it. I’m sure it was mostly because she was tired and desperately needed a nap, nevertheless, there was a huge tantrum involved. Lucky for me, she went to sleep before we could even get to the school to pick up my oldest.

When I got there, I was flooded with memories of my childhood as my 4th grade teacher came walking through the office, along with another lady that was at the school when I was there, 20 years ago. My daughter’s class had been outside, so of course she took forever to get to me. By the time we got back home, I was able to shove my lunch down really quickly as I nursed the baby, then it was off we went again to sit here….in the Mommy Line. Again, I was rushing to get to the mommy line. This is literally the only time in the day I feel like I’m not rushing, once I’m here in this line.

Why do I do this to myself? Rush, rush, rush…..at least Monday is a pretty relaxed day once we actually get home. We don’t have anywhere we have to go. I was able to start dinner in the crockpot during the chaos of cooking lunch, so I don’t have to worry about that, unless you consider that bacon I have to cook to add to it, but I kind of enjoy that, because my house will smell wonderful.

Before we can go home, we must make a gas run so i don’t run out going everywhere, stop by the office again to pick up a deposit, go by the bank, get home and do homework, do dinner bath time, bedtime, and get prepared to do it all over again tomorrow.

Why do I say all of this? It’s more of a reflection for me to try and do better and not rush as much. The kids don’t see it and they have no worries because I am here to do all the worrying for them. They don’t feel rushed, not do they have any inclination to feel that way. Oh, to be a child and not have a care or worry.

I need to be more aware of my rushing. If I got up a bit earlier, maybe I wouldn’t feel like I had to rush. I did much better the beginning of the school year, because we got up about 20 minutes earlier, and while we still left at the same time as we do now, and we are ready now, the kids were able to sit down, watch a little tv, and just be a kid in the morning before having to really start their day.

I will do better and be up a bit earlier and maybe I can be more like my children and not feel rushed, and in turn, I am hoping it will make the day go much smoother and it will make for an overall better day.

Pray for Me!

Skipping Line

Today, I was running a few minutes behind, and as mentioned, if I am running behind, I run the risk of being farther back in the line which means it takes even longer to get my son and puts me even later getting to my daugher’s school. I really can’t have that today, considering we have a doctor’s appointment to get to by 4:00 and they want you 15 minutes early.

I was running late because of course I forgot that I needed to load up the stroller since I will have all 4 at the doctor’s office, and they DON’T have  SEPERATE waiting areas for the sick and well kids, so I have to keep them CONTAINED since they aren’t sick!

I had to take a shower in between a grocery run, picking up the toddler from preschool, and leaving to sit in The Mommy Line and wait for my son.   Of course I ended up having to nurse the baby first because we had been in the car what feels like all morning and he slept while my daughter was at preschool so i didn’t nurse him then, because who wakes a sleeping baby?!?!?  Especially one that had shots yesterday and I believe is on the verge of TEETHING!

Once I finally finished drying and straighening my hair and NOT wanting to wear ANYTHING that was in my closet, it was almost time to leave and I had forgotten to pack diapers in the diaper bag because the appointment was moved from 4:15 to 4:00 and because of that I wasn’t going to run home first anymore before heading there and then to my daughter’s Fall Festival.  I also had to load the stroller.

Did I mention that we moved a few months ago??? Well, we just got around to emptying our storage unit and I have a couple boxes in the back of my car, which prohibit me from putting my stroller back there where it belongs.  That being said, the stroller is my car passenger today! I am now sweating profusely, because it is WAY TOO HOT to be FALL/October, and I realized after doing all this, that I forgot my toddler’s shoes in the house, and so i went and swiped them really quickly.  On the way to the school, I realized I had forgotten to put deodorant on!  If it isn’t one thing, it is another, so I decided to skip the line when I got to school and it was about 20 cars long.

No one wants to move up in the line, because there are vacant cars blocking right in front of the school where parents have gone in to check out their children early.  Meanwhile, there are spots in front of said vacant cars that no one goes around, until today!  I am usually the 2nd or 3rd car and today I was NOT going to be 20 deep in the line…not gonna happen, so I took it upon myself to move the little traffic cones blocking the 2nd lane and SKIPPED LINE!!  It was kind of invigorating to skip the line.  As I moved the cones, I could feel the GLARE of the mom in the minivan, like I had just taken her Starbucks right out of her hands!  So today, ladies and gentlemen, I am the 5th car in line!!  The little things can make an afternoon/day so much better.

As I sit here writing in The Mommy Line, I can finally take a deep breath and just relax for a few minutes without having a kid hanging all over me (which i love, but sometimes need a little break)  I can actually hear myself think for the next 30 minutes and then the CHAOS will start all over again.  My son will get in the car and tell me about the little girl that gets on his nerves and makes up lies about him, and we will zoom off to the other school to sit and wait in line there.  My son will unbuckle and stick his head out of the window like he has no home training, and completely do the opposite and prove I am raising a little gentleman, by waiting until his sister gets to the door, and opens it for her asking her how her day was.  We will briefly discuss the day and run on to the doctor’s appointment, then meet my parents at their house and head out to the Fall Festival.  Once we get home tonight, I have a surprise planned for the kids.

They have been asking me for a few months now to do this Pringles Challenge they saw on YouTube.    You have several flavors of PRINGLES and blindfold them and let them taste them and try to guess the flavor. I bought every kind of Pringle Flavor they had at WALMART today.  I think I ended up with 14 or 15 different flavors, so it should be fun.  I will let you know tomorrow how it goes tonight, provided they aren’t too tired from the Festival.

Who knew at the beginning of the year, The Mommy Line, would be my saving grace; the time where I can reflect on life and love and motherhood, and everything that goes through a mom’s head on a daily basis.  I really looked at sitting in a line for over an hour in a very negative light at the very beginning of the year, but maybe this was what God intended for me so that I wouldn’t go completely crazy. I’m just trying to get by one day at a time with 4 kids in tow and a husband that loves us and works so hard to provide for us.  Enough said on this beautifully, HOT day in OCTOBER!!!

Today I skipped the Line.

Pray for Me!