Mothering Many

I saw a friend of mine had participated in this meme earlier today, and I thought it was such a wonderful concept that I just had to play along. I’m sorry I can’t tell you who it was, but it was several hours ago and I have closed the tab, and I’m just lame, and maybe they will come along and comment, and I can add their link into this post.

There will be weeks when I blog about deeply serious blessings, but this first week, I am going to be a little light-hearted. I am so thankful that there is a breeze today. See, our air conditioner is on the fritz again, and so I have the windows open and it’s almost livable in here. We’re in the south ya’ll. It’s hot here and it’s humid, and I have a couple of borderline asthmatics in the house, not including ME. When I say I am blessed by a breeze, I truly mean it. The breeze means we can all breathe.

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Deb asked a question on her blog this morning that I thought I’d answer, because my answer is different today than it was last Sunday. Yeah, you can teach an old dog new tricks, LOL! The difference is “breakfast“. I am not (was not?) a breakfast person. I usually did not eat until about 2pm. This past week, I’ve been eating breakfast, and the results have been great, not only for me, but for the whole family! See, when I eat breakfast, I get hungry for snack, and then for lunch. When I get hungry, I know it’s time to feed the children. This way, I am able to get the food ready before everyone gets so hungry that they get ill and snappish (including me). When I didn’t eat breakfast, I didn’t get hungry, and by the time we’d get lunch ready, attitudes had really deteriorated. I thought I was saving time by skipping breakfast, but taking that 15 minutes to eat really saves a lot of time dealing with behavioral issues.

So, what’s my ideal morning? I’m up by seven, have eaten and had a couple of cups of coffee and written a couple of blog posts by 8. We tidy the house while singing like the Von Trapps, and settle down for school by 9. We work quietly and steadily for a couple of hours, and we are done with school. We eat lunch. /end of perfect morning

What really happens? I’m up around 8:30, eat and have a couple cups of coffee while reading email. We tidy the house with much obstinate arguing and so it takes forever, and we are finally done close to 11:30. We eat lunch and then do school. Obviously, we’re still a work in progress around here.

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