So, today was one of those days. The ones where I wonder why I brought all three of my kids home this year. Last year was peaceful and rewarding with just me and B. What was I thinking??
We have had a couple of these not so good days. Not to point fingers... but they usually involve a very strong-willed, adorable (lucky for her) little 7 year old. Last year was calm. B and I had some tough days but they were few and usually resolved quickly. My little ball of ... um ... energy and attitude ... is different. There are many tough (disruptive to the boys) days and few are resolved quickly. I have seriously considered sending her back to public school for a few more years. Did I pull her out too early?
Then I remember why I am doing this. It is not supposed to be easy, right?? It will get better and we will all benefit from this time together, right?? I will miss this time when they are all grown up, right??
Thankfully, I have a very supportive husband who calms me when I have these days. He reassures me and tells me that it will be OK and to pray. I am so thankful for him. I am thankful that I am able to homeschool and that I have this choice when others do not. I am thankful for my precious (I didn't grind my teeth too hard as I typed that) little girl who is EXACTLY like I was when I was her age.
Now I think I am going to go pray ...
"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer."
Romans 12:12


