Feelings of Frustration, Fatigue, Failure…
It’s been one of THOSE days again. They’re still more frequent then I care to admit. It’s days like these that I question my decision to homeschool. Wouldn’t I be a better mom if I sent my kids off to school, had a consistent prayer time, went to the gym, did the laundry and planned dinner hours before it was actually time to eat?
I’d be well rested, maybe even able to take a nap or have lunch with friends. But instead I’m struggling through my day, offering prayers of desperation to God because I’m a complete failure in molding my little one into His image. Kids learn by seeing, and I haven’t been a good model as I scramble through my day making sure kids are on track, not goofing off or fighting or getting into things they shouldn’t. Most of the time I’m redirecting, discipling, and yes, yelling for my kids to do or not do something and sometimes the “good” ones get caught in the middle.
Am I missing something here? Where’s the joy in homeschooling? Where’s the happy smiling faces, eager to learn?
The other day my 11 year-old saw the frustration on my face after dealing with him about one thing or another (can’t even remember what it was). He smiled at me and said, “God won’t give you more than you can handle.”
I wanted to scream…YEAH RIGHT! Instead I smiled, and gave him a hug. Why can’t there be more moments like that!
