Real Life Homeschooling- A case of the Mondays

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It’s 5 o’clock. All the kids are in their underwear. I still haven’t gotten dressed for the day, or brushed my hair, or showered. It’s been one of those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad Mondays.

This morning, I woke up ready and rearing to go. I made us all scrambled eggs, and picked up the kitchen as the kids chowed down on their breakfast I so lovingly prepared. After breakfast, the dishes were cleared, and I gathered all the kids to the living room for circle time.

I’m trying, really trying to have a calm, happy morning. We take our places in a circle, I sing a little song to get the kids to all focus, and I light a candle. A special circle time candle… which sounded like a good idea when I was planning all this out. Little Miss grabs for it, singing happy birthday. I move the candle, we all sing itsy bitsy spider, and Mr. Man blows it out. Bug pouts because HE didn’t get to blow it out. Little Miss cries because we didn’t sing happy birthday with her, and then sticks her finger in hot wax. Not the best start, but the day was young! The morning is still salvageable, right?

I send the little kids off to watch something educational in my room, instead of setting them up with something more educational and less technological in the living room. We have play dough, and Potato Heads, and Lacing Beads and all sorts of Fine Motor Training tools parading around as toys. But- they all need ME to set them up. Mr. Man knows how to work a DVD player. The DVD wins.

Bug and I sit down with his math book, and I cross my fingers that he hasn’t forgotten how to do long division. Last week, he was doing it really well, but it includes not only remembering his multiplication facts, but also a seemingly endless sequence of steps that even I can’t remember to do. Much to my delight, he mostly remembers how to do the problems.

But that doesn’t mean he did the problems. Instead he daydreamed, chewed his pencil, and at one point cried because he couldn’t remember how many times 4 goes into 4. Luckily for Bug, right as he was working through problem 6 out of 9 an hour into when we started Math Class for the day, I hear a crash followed closely by what can only be described as the death cry of a dementor.

As far as we got with school today….

I rush to my bedroom to save whatever child is currently screaming, only to open the door at the exact moment Mr. Man was pushing on the door to prevent me from opening it. (Little does he know, trying to keep Mom out of the room is pretty much a red mark saying you did indeed cause whatever injury you are trying to hide). As the door opened, his little big toe got jammed under it, causing him to wail almost as loud as Little Miss.

She’s on the floor, rubbing her face, which is gushing blood. It’s the kind of blood gush where you can’t tell which way is down or up, or if the flood is coming from the nose, or mouth, or lips, or tongue, or maybe the head? Because the blood is everywhere. It’s on her, and me, and the floor, and by golly, I may have been a nurse before I started this homeschooling thing, but Baby blood makes me queasy.

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Yes, that is dried blood on her face

And I lost my train of thought…. because it’s 5 o’clock and that’s just the way today was. Hubby came home, and the baby is again screaming, for no apparent reason, other than maybe because her face is a little beat up and that can’t feel good. And honestly, I worked really hard today. I tried to teach the kids. I tried to baby a baby. I tried to discipline a Mr. Man. I tried to clean the house.

I really tried.

There isn’t much to show for a day like today.

Some days are just like that. I get a lot of comments, mostly because I have this blog and the people who say things like this have clearly never set foot in my home, about how they “could never do it”.

They think they can’t do it all. They see my Blog, and see pictures of the best days, and proof of the small victories we have. They see my plans, my hopes, my dreams, and my best intentions.

They don’t see days like today. Days like today prove that I “can’t do it” either. I can’t do everything.

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My “school area” – After I straightened up

I can only do my best.

Today, my best means I cried in the bathroom, instead of in front of my sensitive child. Today, my best means I taught Math and did circle time, and still counted it as a successful school day. My best means I didn’t run down the street screaming when all heck broke loose.

I am pretty proud of my best today.

How was your Monday?

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  1. Thanks for being real. 🙂
    It’s a lot to take on and it’s helpful to know that not every day will be perfect…helpful for us homeschooling newbies like me.

  2. We definitely have days like that, too. Thanks for being open and sharing! Hopefully the rest of the days this week have been better!

  3. What a nutty day. Rooting for a calm and peaceful tomorrow. …Just ditch that candle plan for a few years, okay? You had me scared.

  4. I chuckled at this. I’m starting next fall. I realized today that my level of confidence in my ability to lead my kids seems to hinge on who I am talking to. I had one if those “oh my gosh I’m going to totally screw up my kids” moments today when I talked to another mom who gives off that Stepfird Mary Poppins Martha Stewart vibe. Ack. That’s for being real. I can do this. As long as I can find blog therapy after bed – or while I’m hiding in the bathroom cryin. I’ll make sure to take in my phone… 🙂

    1. You can do this 🙂 Homeschooling is awesome. It’s also impossibly hard some days. But- the good outweighs the bad, so we keep doing it. 😀 I hope you love it as much as I do!

  5. What a day. Trust me when I say that this was probably a much better day than many of my days including Mondays. My Monday consisted of devotion which admittedly we did spend about an hour and a half on, because he was enjoying it, but then it was all about Bat Man. I still count this as a successful day.

    1. Bat Man rules supreme in my house too. You know what helped? Introducing Pokemon LOL. Now we at least have more than one topic of conversation to derail us! 🙂 Glad your day was successful!

    2. I do have one, well actually two, a) was your daughter ok? i certainly hope so. and b) what was bleeding so profusely. Just in case this happens in my house I know where to look first

      1. She’s okay. Her lip is still swollen and she spent most of the day clinging to my leg, but she survived Everything was bleeding- her nose, lip and tooth. Yikes. But- It all appears to be okay!

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