I am still in a little bit of shock that I actually got things together enough to begin school this week. I ordered a bunch of books a few weeks ago and as they trickled in my vom-reflex got stronger and stronger. I have never been so terrified to get into homeschooling, never mind the fact that I've only done 2 years of homeschooling previously, and the first year I was only teaching Naomi to read, although I'd say that is the most difficult task there is for me so far.
So the books came and I stared at them for about a week and wrote "lesson plan!" on a to-do list in the hopes that I would actually open them at some point and plan what we were going to do. In the end I just opened them the morning of and picked which lesson we were starting with and that was that. I am an all-star, what can I say?
Homeschooling with a new born is no joke.
But now that we've started I remember that I love it and that the kids crave and thrive on the structure and I am more fulfilled as a mother than ever from being able to teach them during these early formative years. I'm sure if you talk to me in a couple of months I will be singing a different tune, but right now it is good and I am so glad I have them home.