![]() ![]() ![]() Spending a season on organization may mean the difference between survival and giving up home schooling. Have you ever thought about that? When your surroundings are reasonably orderly and your child knows what to expect next in the day, they will feel more secure and more able to focus on the task at hand. Organization and routine help our children to feel secure. ~ relieves the stress of daily decision making,Ī schedule for children tells them who is doing what, when and with whom. There are so many demands on a home-schooling mom. Dont confuse it with rigidity or inflexibility. The things that require your heart and your mind (like relationships and important lessons) are the things that have to be prayerfully flexible. The things that are routine and done automatically and which require little thought are the things to focus on getting organized. There is hope for the organizationally challenged!Ī lot of life is maintenance. He can help you to make sense of your day. First Corinthians 14:33 tells us, "God is not a God of disorder, but of peace." (NIV) He scheduled creation and he orders the seasons. There is peace for Mom in some degree of orderliness and organization. Home schoolers walk a schizophrenic tightrope between being ultra-organized and super flexible. I grabbed a cup of coffee, asked the eleven-year-old to change the baby and whisked Grace off to read more of her story. Just then, Grace wandered over to me and said, "Momma, could you read one more chapter from this book last night? Its so good!" "Do we seize the day and dig some joy out of the fresh spring weather, or do we plug along with our lessons?" I wondered. ![]() The kids had been reasonably cooperative lately and we all needed some fresh air. We were "behind" in math and grammar, but it was supposed to be a lovely, sunny day. I pushed my nearly empty lesson plan book aside and began to brew the coffee. The other children were waking up and wandering into the kitchen. I looked past him to the laundry room where I spied the piles of laundry waiting for me. The two-year-old in soggy diapers and pajamas was perched on the couch with his diaper leaking into the upholstery. "Maybe I can pick up before the kids wake up," I thought to myself.īut that was not to be. I stepped over toys and dirty laundry in the family room. Although I was up until 11 PM doing chores, the house was still a mess. I had a dull headache from too little sleep. ![]()
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