For example, my second child was getting ready to embark on Mother's Day Out and my first child was conveniently ensconced in a Government-run "educational" facility, and I had a glimmer of real freedom... for about a day. Then I found out I was preggo with Baby #3. Commence Meltdown.
I have since gotten over that
They go with me to the doctor. This, they do not love. Neither do I. (Mommy, why is she putting that there??) Alas, it is our lot in life... at least until the eldest is of babysitting age.
They go with me to the grocery store. This, they love occasionally, but it usually involves a weak moment for Mommy and far too much junk in the buggy. (yes, i bribe!) Ah, the trials of offspring always underfoot!
They eavesdrop on my conversations with other mothers... and regurgitate bits and pieces of them in front of company in as inaccurate a manner as possible. (Mommy said the neighbors' dog...) Oh, the joys of motherhood!
I sleep with one eye opened, there are nightlights all over the house, my desk has a Dora mousepad, I use the bathroom with the door open (they'll just barge in, what's the point?), I share even my coffee, my dog gets more privacy than I do, instead of a curio cabinet with beautiful china dishes in it, I have wardrobes with homeschooling supplies, my kitchen windowsill hosts various plant experiments instead of a beautiful flowering one, someone says "you know?" and I look at the kids and say "Capital of Alaska" with real glee, and I dress myself so quickly my OB/GYN is always taken aback when I emerge from the room before she has written my checkout papers (high school P.E., anyone??).
Mostly, though, the way homeschooling has impacted my life would be that I get to love my kids through everything... multiplication struggles, Bible memorization difficulties, battles with friends, wars with siblings, and the pressures of being young... They are mine for only a short time, and I do not wish it away. Nor does it fly by for me... at least, not yet. I am told that day will come.
For now, I remain an integral part of their lives, and they, mine.
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