So many thoughts going through my head today. I don’t know if I can type fast enough. Several things are on my mind. Small house, my sanity, $$, Vegas, why, why, why am I afflicted with some of these. I’ve been thinking about my goals for homeschooling for next school year and how insane that seems when the baby’s due date is in September. How, how, how is it going to work out!
Yes, this was a planned pregnancy. And yes, so is homeschooling next year. Why would I put the two together? First pregnancy happened a bit faster then anticipated. And I am determined not to put off homeschooling another year. My oldest will be in 3rd grade next year and kid 2 will be in Kindergarten.( I have decided that I would send her to half day Kindergarten next year so I can concentrate on Kid 1 and our first year at home.)
Some of my reasons for homeschooling are first quality education, and more one on one. The non –educational stuff she was hearing and learning in Kindergarten were my motivation to look into it more. I want the opportunity to teach my kids right and wrong on our standards and not the worlds. I want to give them a solid foundation to base their opinions and testimonies on. Another big thing is their health. My children seem to have a week immune system. Not something that’s been diagnosed by a doctor but just a mothers intuition, and the fact that they are sick all the time. (A lot of the body’s immune system is in the digestive tract and by family genetics we just have bad ones.) Considering kid 1 got mono twice is enough for me.
Now a big problem we have is that Kid 1 and I fight like sisters. Matt’s opinion but it kind of describes it. It’s sad and something that I have tried to work on but have failed repeatedly. Still a work in progress for sure. I live for her to go to school so I can get a break. So again, why? Not everyone will agree with me and even family members don’t (but they do support me) but its right for us. We feel that she is such a tender, mixed up, complicated girl under her tough, mean personality. She, like me has a lot boiling inside and if she continues with the worlds outside influence combined with our disastrous relationship that we will lose her.
Now I know that all things great, are going to come to pass when the time comes. I know that there is a lot of work to do to prepare …..well mostly me. First my attitude towards all the things I find annoying and oppressing. I seem to live in the “if only ______ then I would be happy” So I am aware of it and daily now trying to change my thought process or redirect it into gratitude.
My other problem is my parenting and my impatience with my children and my yelling. Yes, I am a yeller. Everyone cringes when I’m on the “war path.” I need to find a way that works and stick to it. Lead with example and not just words.
Then there is my lack of routine that really bugs me. It doesn’t have to be every minute scheduled. Just some regular everyday routines in house work, kids chores and parenting. I can’t seem to stick to anything for more then a few days. Even my showers and dressing come at different times of the day. It seems to come down to how my night sleep goes and how I feel when I wake up. If I’m in a lazy mood or grumpy or tired I just go with how I feel. And I seem to wake up in those moods everyday so by the time I notice I should be doing the “list” or “routines” the day is shot.
I need to work supper hard to get this house ready for a baby and all its gear. I still really hate this house because of the lack of room (under a 1000 sqr ft.) and “things” working the way they are suppose to. I am wondering how we are going to fit a 4th child in a 10’ by 10’ room and all their clothes. Toys are not even aloud in the bedroom because there is no room. We only have one bathroom but a third bed room that is a converted garage. It is narrow and awkward to arrange but right now it serves as an office and toy storage area and in the future the “classroom.” I cant control the house size or what works and what doesn’t but what I can control is keeping up the house work so I’m not overwhelmed every time I step on a toy or slip on a sock or smack my head or legs on something. Again I have to redirect my attitude towards gratitude for my blessing and having a roof over my head. And my big weakness not comparing myself to friend and acquaintances that have normal size new houses.
So how am I going to fix all this? I know a good portion of my “sins” has to be improved before homeschooling or it will become imposable. AAHHHHH! It’s overwhelming. So I’m starting with baby steps. Small steps that improve on each other. That and knowing I can’t do this by myself asking my Heavenly Father for help and guidance. (Still another part of my life that needs a serious overhaul.) I need to find the confidence in myself to move forward in my goals. But it is soooo easy to not notice your falling back into old habits.
I am going to post some pics of my house as it is at this moment and commit my self and to who ever reads this blog that it will not look like this for long. It’s embarrassing but a true fact in my life. My house represents the chaos in my mind and I’m going to be working on both. I am going to work on my baby steps and routines and make improvements. Of course I am deeply overwhelmed by queasiness and exhaustion but I’m going to do the best I can and be happy with little improvements. My motto for the year is “Progress not Perfection.”
(Click pic to enlarge once click again for a better view of the dust balls!)
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My desk
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The office side of the 3rd bedroom. And that is my desk on the left and Matts is on the right.
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Other side of the office the toy storage on right and left (yes that is a freezer and a cat pole) and Left is future classroom. But right now a catch all of stuff that has no home.
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Living room from office doorway. Front door is on the right.
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Other side of the livingroom and the office door.
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Livingroom, laundry and toys included.
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Kitchen in its normal state.
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Sink in its normal state but actually a bit cleaner.
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Laundry room chaos
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dinning room with lunch and last nights dinner still. And the broom on the floor collecting dust the wrong way. And my laundry room (closet) doors.
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Girls room
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My bedroom with ironing board used for clothes that can’t seem to get hung up and my parents quilt that I haven’t finished. My sewing machine is on a card table to the right.