Working from home…A frustrated Mother’s Nightmare

I love my children.  I have to state that first and foremost.  I really, really, do love them.

But right now…

I’m wishing one of their grandmothers—someone, anyone—could take them off my hands for a few hours.

I would have them in school, they are the age for it.  The thing is…I don’t trust the school system in my area.  Not to say there aren’t teachers who love their job and are great with the kids, it’s the others who sneak a drink on the job, or ignore the blatant bullying on the playgrounds, that I can’t stand.

So, I homeschool my kids.  I have a new found respect for people who work from home and school their children at the same time.  It is definitely one of the hardest things I have ever done.

Right now my kids are going through a phase where everything has to be their way or it’s a full blown temper tantrum waiting to happen.  If they don’t want to work on their letters? They stomp into their rooms screaming that I’m being unfair and how I’m not their best friend anymore.  If I ask them to pick up?  I get the, “I’m too tired,” spiel, after which I tell them to go to bed.  They in turn, stomp to their rooms screaming that I’m being unfair and how I’m not their best friend anymore.  I’m noticing a pattern.

How am I supposed to concentrate on deadlines when my 4 year old comes up to me every few minutes to say, “Love you too mom.”  Or my 5 year old constantly repeats his request for video games over, and over, and over, and over again.  Again, I love my family, but being interrupted every few minutes gets annoying fast.

I know as soon as I finish this post and open my files for my ‘works in progress’ I will have one or the other asking for my attention.

I have less than 3 weeks to finish “Autumn’s Break” for the #JustWriteIt challenge.  I have until the end of the month to finish “Unheard,” and I have less than 2 weeks to get a new chapter posted for “Ariel.”

With the looming deadlines and preschoolers begging to go outside and play, I’m keeping my fingers crossed my frustrations don’t get the best of me and I can finish what I need to get done.


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