I feel like it has been so long since I have written. Thank you for being patient with me while I navigate through this emotional mess that is my life! It has been 1 month and 23 days since my husband moved out. I feel like so much is different, yet so much is still… Continue reading Hold on a little tighter.
Well folks, tomorrow is the day. My husband is moving out. How am I feeling? I really can’t put it into words. I feel it all. Every single emotion. This is what I have been looking at for the past 2 days. It makes it real. Every morning I wake up, when I get… Continue reading One more day.
I feel as though it has been forever since I have written! Thank you all for sticking with me! I’ve been feeling very overwhelmed lately. Those of you who are familiar with my blog, are aware that I homeschool our 2 children (1st and 2nd grade). Thank the Lord we are down to the last… Continue reading The end of the School Year.
What in the world is this?? Little Number 1, who is 8, is currently OBSESSED with Yu-Gi-Oh and Pokemon. I just don’t understand. I can sit through the shows and for the most part, I understand what’s going on, but then he pull out his decks of cards and wants me to play with him.… Continue reading Yu-Gi-Oh and Pokemon?
Look at you go! Taking charge and providing for your family. Working countless hours so that your wife can stay home with your children and you don’t have to fork over a (butt-load) of money for a sitter or daycare. More then you realize, you are giving your children and wife, more memories than they… Continue reading To The Husband Of A Homeschool Mom
This is going to be a long one, thank you for taking the time to read! After a long debate, discussion and even getting the in-laws involved, last year my husband and I decided it would be best if we (I) homeschool our children. The discussion first started before school even started last school year. There… Continue reading Sickness And Our Decision To Homeschool.
Bedtime has always been a struggle at our house. Ultimately, I know it’s my fault, but I’m too exhausted to fully take the blame. Little number 1 was 9 months old when I found out I was pregnant with little number 2. They are a mere 17 months apart in age. Within a week of… Continue reading Our Bedtime Battle