So much in Such a Short Time aka A Mother's Job is Never Done
So much has happened in the last couple of weeks. I've finished my teaching rounds for the year. I had such a ball. The kids were gorgeous, the teacher I worked with was wonderful to learn from, the school was amazing. And now I have to go back to reality.....which means not teaching. Just helping. Always an adjustment.
It would be a terribly boring list of things to recount all that has been accomplished and dealt with. Suffice it to say some of it has been pretty difficult and Satan has again reminded me of the fact that I am doing what I need to do in the most challenging of ways. You know, 'cause it wasn't already a challenge to organise transport and afternoon routines for the kids who have been without supervision after school for four weeks. You know things are slipping when you think rum and raisin chocolate is a necessity at the end of the day. Every. Single. Day.
Then I read posts from Frances and Jen Hatmaker about the end of the school year. And I laughed and laughed about all the things mothers just can't do at the end of the year. Oh my goodness you gals are singing my song and I'm not even half way through the school year here! My son is getting jam sandwiches (because that's all he'll eat right now) and has to do his own baking so he doesn't have to eat crackers for morning tea. The kids all have to put their own notices on the hook on the notice board so I have some hope of knowing what is going on. Seriously. How are we going to make it to the end of the year? I do not know. I need a day off. Roll on next Friday!