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Cabin Fever

Earlier today, I was ready to write a post entitled "Am I really cut out for this??" Homeschooling, that is. You see I have been tired. Really tired. Baby A still does not sleep through the night and I have not gotten a straight 8 hrs sleep in, well, a year and 3 days. While J is a good student, he is not the homeschooler who is several grade levels above his age. Most days, I am happy if he actually wants to do his school work. Lately, though he has been tough. Lately, I am met with a great deal of resistance. My patience has been running thin. Really thin. So, school work has been slow. Housework, because school has been taking so long, lags. I have been frustrated and I could tell the boys have been as well.

So, I really was wondering, maybe I am not meant to homeschool. Maybe I just do not have the personality to do it successfully. I believe that homeschooling is not for everyone. (Although I think more people say they could never do it than the number of those who really could not . . . I was one who said I could never homeschool.)

Half way through the day today, I got my answer . . . I am beginning to think it was just cabin fever. We have had some nice days lately, but rain has kept us in the house more than out. Today has been the first really beautiful day. After we did some school, the boys headed out to play. It has been great. They were able to get energy out and I was able to get some much needed time alone. We then worked together on a project outside and they were so good and helpful. Not one "No!"!! My energy level has even been much higher than normal.

Luckily, we have nice weather ahead of us for the next week. Good bye, cabin fever!

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  1. That is great news! May homeschooling continue to become a greater and greater joy [smile].

    ~Luke

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