I was told there'd be days I absolutely loved homeschooling and days I'd want to rip my hair out.
Um, yeah.
Because I kind of like my hair, I've opted for shoving cake and licorice in my face every time the kids have pushed my to the brink of seeking mental help. Seriously. Cake straight from the pan.
Jackson has been doing great at school. That's really true for the most part. But today? Geez. I think he senses summer leaving us and is trying to get in every last bit of fun he can before nine months of Montana winter set in. He gave me three awesome days of school work this week. Today? Let's just say I'd rather try to herd snakes than have put in this day with him.
And the baby. My soon-to-be one-year-old is getting two-year-old molars. Truly. He's already got something like 15 teeth, and I can feel his gums swelling with the next round of molars. He was terrible all day yesterday, and it carried over into today. As I was about to toss him and his diaper bag to the curb with a "Free" sign this afternoon, I took one last guess at what was bothering him and shoved my finger in his mouth. Yep. More chompers.
(The cake I'm eating even as I type this--yes, straight from the pan--is really good, by the way).
Did I mention my husband is home with an awful cold and I'm on germ patrol? What's the web address for Jenny Craig?
I don't know what you do with days like these, except survive them. I wish I could say I've gotten through the last 48 hours without throwing a fit or two. I haven't. Jackson won't stop carrying the baby around like some helpless puppy. The husband is breathing all over the place. The baby is teething all over me. I'm cranky and don't even have my period to blame.
But I'm surviving. We're still here, and that's got to count for something. Maybe that's our problem as women: sometimes, we forget surviving is just as much an achievement as actually getting through things gracefully, too. We can't always do it all.
I've got to find a better coping mechanism than cake, though.
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Have you ever read Follow the River? If not, you should. I think every woman should. When I have days like yours (and they are OFTEN, let me tell you) I just think of Mary Ingles and somehow things don't seem so bad.
By the way, 3 good days of homeschooling? That's AWESOME! You rock, and don't forget it.
Oh, and I swear by Airborne. I can be surrounded by sick people, but if I take Airborne I'm totally fine. The kids version is just half strength of the regular, so just buy regular and give little guy half. ;-)
Hey, I just stopped by from MMB. I have days like that at least once (or twice or thrice...) a week, and I say if cake works for you, then go with it. :D
You are hilarious! Thanks for commenting on my blog - now I plan to check yours regularly when I need a good laugh! I just scrolled through a bunch of your posts and laughed out loud a large handful of times.
Glad you're here, Lindsay! I wish I was half as interesting as my children.
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