Twas the night before the first day of school

So here I am counting down the hours until we are “supposed” to be starting our 2010/2011 school year and I am not at all ready. I’m very tired and very overwhelmed at the present moment.

I had planned on using last week to wrap up all my last minute to do’s and put my school room back in order. Didn’t happen. My week was spent holding, rocking, praying for, and caring for a very sick baby. We even had a late night E.R. trip thrown in to really mess us up.

Thankfully my baby is now on the mend and doing much better. (She even threw a tantrum today! That’s always a good sign.) Since she is no longer attached 24/7 to my arms I am trying to dig thru my mess. When I started this I knew exactly what went where, and what was old curriculum and what is new, what gets stored in the school cupboards in the garage and what I needed to keep inside. After a week of little sleep I have no clue.

This was not how I planned on starting our school year. Thankfully I serve a God whose mercies are new every morning and I am praying and trusting that He gives this tired Mama a double portion in the morning.

Binders are loaded with work so that’s half the battle right there. I have old curriculum sorted and ready to be moved in the morning to their new spots for the new year, I just need my strong young men to help me. I can actually see half the table and hopefully in the morning the rest of it appears.

At this point I don’t have high and lofty hopes for tomorrow and that’s just okay. If Shylie wakes up feeling good still, and we can all gather together and read our Proverbs for the day, and if I can not get stressed out about what I wanted to have done, but just keep doing the next thing and trying very hard to be a peaceful Mama for my children, then it will be a good day. It’s so easy to become a slave to the clock, calendar, or schedule and I don’t want to do that.

I may need another week to really gear up for this new school year and that’s okay. That’s part of the beauty of homeschooling! Sometimes we must bend when the wind blows, lest we break.

For those that think that somehow I am organized, here you go. Be prepared…it’s really ugly. Just being real here!

(School desks once, now they are holding my mess)

(My dining table is under here somewhere)

(This was once my desk)

(Um, can we even call this my school table?)

(Our overflowing library basket with overdue books in it)

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
Lamentations 3:22-23