Kolbi asked yesterday how I get all these projects done. My "I have no idea" answer got a little long for the comments section, so I thought I'd turn it into its own post.
Really, I have a lot of questions in this area myself.
I do honestly question sometimes, "how did I get all that done today?" Yesterday, for example... I mended a shirt for Jonathan, cleaned out the bottom of the pantry and brought in all the kitchen/pantry stuff that was still on our front porch, folded laundry, printed/"bound" part of a book for school, sorted/moved a bunch of wood outside, did two silhouettes, etc. And sometime in the late afternoon, my back totally spazzed on me and I've been able to move very little without pain ever since. So it's not like it was a full day.
I also often feel overwhelmed with how much I have on my plate. Mt. Washmore is rarely conquered for more than 1 day out of every 2 weeks (and that just includes Jonathan's and my laundry, along with towels/sheets/blankets). I have many many boxes left to unpack. My front porch is the picture of "white trash" living. We're still behind on our homeschooling.
And I question my priorities. Do I really mother my children like I should? Do I spend too much time hiding in my room? Do I let words like "independence" and "responsibility" mask words like "laziness?" When it comes to homemaking, do I have my priorities straight... is it more important to have pretty stuff on my walls and improve my tablescaping skills? Or should I try harder to tackle the piles of stuff on my front porch? And in the bigger picture, do I truly hunger and thirst after the God of my salvation like I say I do? Does the way I spend my time reflect His priorities?
I don't have answers to all those questions. And really, I'm okay with that. Life is a journey. I'm learning and growing, and my Shepard is infinitely patient and kind. He is also faithful, and He will complete the work He's begun in me. Woot!
In the meantime, here are some of the things that are working in my favor right now...
Sometimes, I manage to multi-task. For instance, right now, Kate and Grace are beside me, using the dice to practice addition while they move their "guys" around the Jr. Monopoly board. There's no goal, except to add and move, and they're loving it.
Also, I try to instill as much independence/responsibility as I can. This comes in many forms. The children supposedly do their own laundry (once they're old enough), though I still need to keep them on-task in this area, and I often drop the ball. The older four are divided into two teams that rotate dishes/clean-up responsibilities monthly. They generally fend for themselves for breakfast (I want to get better about providing simple and well-rounded food for them for breakfast), and often a couple of the older children put lunch together.
Way too often, though, I forget to multi-task and I forget to have the kids keep up with their end of things. So I just want to clarify that I am NOT Supermom/Superwife! I'm just a woman seeking to follow her Shepard, stumbling often, and always being picked back up. Because HE is the SuperHero. I fail, I fall, I wander. He comforts me, picks me up, and tracks me down when I get lost. And I am unspeakably thankful.