Our delightful, long holiday vacation is over.
|Our busy day starts before the sun.|
My Monday Morning Moment: Mama Meltdoooown.
I dreaded doing this alone.
Words like “inadequate” stuck in my heart- not the best frame of mind to begin with.
By 9am, our home looked like a big hairy giant with ADHD picked it up and shook it. HARD.
Barely audible through the noise, a cheerful voice responded through the chaos: “Just bring in a their birth certificates and proof of vaccines and they will be ready to go!”
My eyes widened in joy and disbelief…”You mean there is not even a waiting list????!!
I can bring them in- just like that and you will educate them for me???”
Her reply? She laughed and said “Yes! Just like that!”
I LOVED that lady on the other end of the telephone. Seriously.
I flopped my tattered attitude onto David as he came home, stepping around toys, diapers and laundry.
Too eager to notice his tired face, I poured out the glorious news all over him.
David didn’t quite share my enthusiasm. Deflated from his first day back to corporate reality, he quickly proposed another suggestion- that I return to the corporate workforce and he stay home with the kids.
Uummm. (Blink blink…speachless.)
David agreed to support whatever I decided.
After talking, we agreed that only two months into our new normal,
it seems best not to invite more change at this time-
Instead of changing our circumstances, I changed my focus.
And that changed my attitude.
|Liam and Cattitude|
gently poured in- burning grey clouds of suffocating discouragement away.
In a blink our nest will be empty and I’ll wish we’d had more time to invest with each of them.
By evening the thoughts of how many good times we have from homeschooling refueled my heart.
Tuesday morning came with renewed strength.
As music rapped loud lyrics of praise and gratefulness,
we sang and bounced wildly around the house doing the “clean up” dance.
By 9am our full nest actually looked awesome!
It sparkled with order and laughter.
Dinner was already placed in the slow cooker.
(Just don’t look in the closets or drawers:)
Our situation had not changed. However, our hearts were light from gratefulness.
Gratefulness, praise and encouragement became a source of the Strength that He promises to give.
With gratefulness and renewed strength, Tuesday we hit the alphabet and algebra again while the little boys toddled and vroooomed around us with their play dough and matchbox trucks. The familiarity of this chosen lifestyle began replacing post-vacation blues. Laughter had returned to our chosen, amazing chaos and burn out was fading away.
We share life together in a beautifully transparent way-
making mistakes often then learning from and laughing about them later.
Gratefulness, like the sun, burns away grey clouds.
Gratefulness is a source of warm redemption and strength.
We are NOT grateful FOR everything. Ugh, absolutely NOT- wicked cruelty happens in our world every second.
But, we are encouraged to find something to be grateful for in everything.
Gratefulness is a power tool.
If we go there at some point, we will celebrate the gifts in that place.
As we homeschool?
We will celebrate the incredible gifts in this place.
In any life situation on this broken side of heaven, there is always a good and a bad, paralleled together.
(this is true in mostly good and mostly bad times.)
Gratefulness brings strength for the journey.
Through gratefulness we have strength for the hard.
Gratefulness allows us to see and savor incredible gifts that surround us.
Our life is full again as we celebrate in gratefulness
|Science. Liam and “Dzumac” the crested gecko.|
|Math and Engineering|
|P.E. with Ianna the scooter coach:)|
|Precious Sierra, our personal “tutor”|