That is how many of my sentences start lately. For instance; I use to keep my house dusted, I use to keep my floor clean, I use to keep the dishes done, I use to have more energy. I could go on and on with the things I use to do. I just don’t understand what is going on. Ok, I have a pretty good idea. The older my children get the lazier they seem to get. I am tired of running around all day every day cleaning up after them as if they were two. I am tired of running back and forth between them when they are doing schoolwork. Yesterday for instance, Sam was doing math and needed help so off I go. Just as soon as I get in her room, Ash calls me and tells me that she needs help. So I tell Sam to wait one second as it is usually pretty easy to help Ash and I will be back in a flash. No problem. What ended up happening was me running back and forth between both girls so much that I couldn’t keep my x’s straight from my kilometers. Crazy as that sounds, it’s true. My mind just went blank and I couldn’t do anything. My head started to pound and I just wanted to quit. This happens every single day my friends. EVERYDAY!!!!! Both girls are doing Teaching Textbooks so they have the ability to get help on the computer anytime that they need it. I think they just like to see if they can get steam to come out of my head. I think it worked yesterday.
We start school everyday at 9 A.M. and everyday it is a fight to the end to get them in the schoolroom or kitchen to get started. I always hear, I am making my bed, brushing my teeth, getting dressed or something. Friends, I give them an hour and a half every morning to do these things, plus eat breakfast and do a few morning chores. I am certain that the girls could write a book on how to make your mother go crazy and it would be a best seller. Even my medication seems to be failing me right now. Plus the fact that dh is gone and I cannot talk to him about this just makes it all the worse. I refuse to lose this battle. Even if it costs me my sanity. Ok, so I don’t have any sanity left at this point, but you know what I mean.
The Harried Homeschooling Mother