Fairy Tale Truth

As if in answer to all my questions, the book "Lies Homeschooling Moms Believe" by Todd Wilson Lies Homeschooling Moms Believe, Learning to Live the Truth, the Whole Truth, and Nothing but the Trutharrived in the mail yesterday.  Apparently I'm not the only woman asking those questions.  What a wonderful encouragement. I am beginning to realize that while I am not by any means perfect, I may lose my temper, make bad decisions, and blow it pretty regularly, but God decided that I was the perfect Mom for my Prince jr. and the Princessa.  My job is to keep running the race and trust Him to fill in the gaps.  That's a fairy tale ending I can live with.

Questions, Questions, and more Questions

Before I had children, my best friend said one of the things that stressed her out as a mom, was all the decisions she had to make in a day.  At the time I could not understand why decision making was such a big deal.  7 years and 2 children later I now understand.   I sometimes feel as though my entire day has been spent deciding when and how to respond to a particular event, infraction, sibling fight, parental disagreement or educational choice.  If I decide not to get involved in the latest sibling squable, will it work itself out or escalate into a maelstrom of destruction?  If I decide to allow video games and TV and computer time, will they be antisocial vegetables when they grow up?  If I decide clean rooms everyday is not a top priority, will they be capable of keeping their own homes when they grow up?  If  I get frustrated with my Prince and we argue in front of them, will their view of marriage be damaged forever?  If I lose my temper, will they need therapy when they grow up for anger issues?  If I decide the classical method of education is the best one, and they end up hating it, will their innate love of learning be ruined  for life?  If I decide to let the latest infraction slide, will they have a giant flaw in their character?    It's an exhausting cycle of what ifs and decisions.  The fairy tale looked a lot easier in the book.

It's the little things

Last night, my prince and I went to dinner and a movie.  Since we had arrived a few minutes early for our movie, we both whipped out our phones and starting playing games,  I have recently discovered  Bejeweled and am completely addicted.  I wondered aloud if I they made it for my phone and promptly went back to playing Bookworm.  About a minute later, my prince hands me his phone with Bejeweled all downloaded and ready to play.  It's the little things that complete the fairy tale.

Fairy Tale 2.0

I had a dream when I was a child, of the fairy tale life I would lead when I grew up. You know the one, have a successful career, meet my prince, get married around age 30, live in a beautiful house and adopt one or 2 children who were at least 5 (didn't want to be bothered with pregnancy and potty training you understand), possible have a nanny and definitely a housekeeper, and we'd all live happily ever after. Well, after God finished chuckling, He presented me with a fairy tale life alright, just slightly skewed from the original version. I never did have that successful career, instead I met my prince when I was 21, it did take me a couple of years to recognize him for the gem he was, but we were married by 26, and our number one son arrived just a couple weeks prior to birthday number 30. Number one daughter arrived 3 years later and our family was complete. Instead of a career, I'm a stay at home Mom, and I homeschool our children. We do have a great house when you can clear away the toys and see the floor. No nanny, and as you've probably guessed, no housekeeper either. Actually, you would probably call me homemaking challenged. Cooking, cleaning, ironing, not really my thing. I do a mean load of laundry though, and I can wash dishes with the best of them.

So that's my fairy tale. I call it my fairy tale redux, because I can finally appreciate it. It has become my ideal life. (Although a housekeeper would still be nice)