1st day of school...and???

Well, I am happy to report we made it through the first day of homeschool. Or rather, should I say, they made it through their first day of homeschool.

Can I just say how hard it is to know how much is too much and when is not enough! I worked really hard at having continued patience, to allow them each to have a little bit of space so as to not freak out completely since they are coming from at least 9+ years of public school experiences. DETOX is the common word I hear from experienced mom's. And no that's not for me but rather for the kids. Allow them time to come down from "whatever experiences have shaped/molded their ideas/opinions" about what school is.

Okay, so with that said, I felt like I totally ran around in circles constantly remembering what I forgot, or maybe it was what I didn't remember to forget, or was it what I forgot to forget? Oh my word. I would get one settled into a subject and move onto the next one only to remember something I forgot to tell the first one about the lesson and so on and so on. Calgon... where are you when I need you. Well for goodness sake, what was I really thinking it was going to be like after all???

Oh and wait, here is the clincher! After all their work was completed, we headed out to pick up a friend and go to where her horse was boarded for some riding. While I was waiting to pull out onto the highway I hear CRUNCH ~ you guessed it, I was hit from behind by a ginormous FORD F350 truck whose bumper was as tall as I am. Injury?? None emergent. Though a few days will tell, but we weren't moving so hopefully no. Damage?? YES - crunched the right side of my back hatch to my Caravan and now I cannot even get it open, crunched it completely shut! As if I needed this. I think I was already mentally exhausted from the morning, but now I get to be soulfully tired from the "I can't believe what just happened to me". I didn't know whether to cry or scream, laugh or get angry.

And yet, I remembered what I had read earlier this morning about how much God wants to be a part of every moment of my life and how this situation wasn't excluded from that. I just cried out in prayer, thanking him that myself and my 4 other passengers weren't injured. I surrendered my crunched up back end and all that's involved in fixing it (hopefully not an insurance company nightmare) and I willingly asked God what it was that He was wanting to teach me/us through this whole process. It truly was all I could (can) do.

So, for now, I will tuck my children into bed, pray for a great nights' sleep and wake tomorrow with a new day!