I was woken by the PJ Masks Heroes. ‘Into the Night to save the day’. Or actually on this occasion, ‘disturbing your night to make you start the day.’ It seems they’ve branched out and now have superhero zoo animals.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I find Tuesdays hard. Pre-isolation, they were always the slightly mundane day, not feeling as motivated as on a Monday, too much of the week still to come. And for some reason today felt harder too. Which is ridiculous, because every day is essentially the same these days!
It could in part have been due to the schooling challenges today. We had tears from a big kid, someone else requiring help for every activity, whilst a small one is on the verge of exclusion from this particular school. I was feeling the pressure of making sure they’re all doing as much as they should – conscious that the older ones could easily be conning me into believing they’ve done maths but in reality built a city on Minecraft. I desperately messaged Auntie Estie for her teaching expertise – I need good old fashioned worksheets they can do themselves! We’ve had it with building WW2 shelters, being taught how to swing dance, and now he’s used the last of my sugar on a water density rainbow experiment which actually just made a murky green potion and rainbow puddles all over my worktop! And then there’s the messages from Nursery and Year 1 teachers, congratulating everyone on all the amazing pictures and videos they’ve sent. We have attempted educational activities every day, but it’s taken me 15 days to work out how to send the teacher a message with proof.
It’s just exhausting at times isn’t it? I can start the day ready to go, but if the kids are all over the place it’s an emotional juggle of balancing being motivational and encouraging and understanding when at the end of the day we’re all missing normality and are fed up of the same four walls. And they’re missing having teachers who knew what they were talking about.
At least one child renders us speechless on a day to day basis. Megan was interviewing Maddie as she was preparing a presentation on adoption. ‘What is adoption like Maddie?’ To which our lovely daughter responded with, ‘it messes you up.’ Not entirely sure what to do with that, we had a fit of nervous giggles, as she finished with, ‘I can’t even do my own seatbelt!’
I gave up on teaching at that point, sat them all in front of YouTube for a science lesson, and hid in the bedroom. Where I was entertained by watching a portly neighbour who as far as I’m aware isn’t a regular exerciser, marching at high speed around his garden, doing laps whilst wearing headphones. Couch to 5K? I wondered. It all became clear when I was hanging out the washing and heard his wife calling him then come outside to find him. ‘Were you calling me? I can’t hear anything with these on’. I suspect the garden marathon is purely an excuse to get away from his spouse.
But the afternoon was brighter, and there are always moments to be grateful for. The little ones were entertained with a den under the table, whilst Megan and Maisie used up all the Cheerios no one wants to eat by making Crispy cakes. Toby and I went for a walk, him loving the attention, and me enjoying the breathing space.
We ran up and down the driveway with giant bubbles, and then received a surprise zero waste food parcel from a secret doner. Whoever you are, thank you so much! Kindness means so much at any time, but especially in these days where emotions are wobbly and anxiety comes easily. And it even contained the elusive flour for my baking therapy needs!
I loved these words when I read them this morning.
1 Incline your ear, O LORD, and answer me, for I am poor and needy.
2 Preserve my life, for I am godly; save your servant, who trusts in you-you are my God.
3 Be gracious to me, O Lord, for to you do I cry all the day.
4 Gladden the soul of your servant, for to you, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.
5 For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving, abounding in steadfast love to all who call upon you.
6 Give ear, O LORD, to my prayer; listen to my plea for grace.
7 In the day of my trouble I call upon you, for you answer me. – Psalm 86:1-7
I felt needy today. In need of more patience, more energy, more peace. I’m grateful that He knew that. He gladdened my soul with the peaceful river and family giggles and unexpected gifts. He kept us safe again today. And tomorrow, when there’ll be highs and lows again no doubt, I know that He’ll hear me again, and show us His kindness and grace once again.
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