For Reasons I distracted myself a bit ago by counting up how many children I’ve had here recently besides my 18 year old son who isn’t a child, and the Cherub who is forever a child.
18 in the last 10 days, almost continuously.
Blynken and Nod came for a week and were unusually destructive and uncooperative and argumentative even for them.
Out of town company came the same day Blynken and Nod left, just a couple hours later, really. Four kids- 15, 12, 10, 1. Really, the 15 year old was so quiet, I shouldn’t even count her.
Our amazing miraculous Baby Batman (now one) brought his parents over for a visit because we knew our guests when Baby Batman’s mama was, oh, 6 or 7.
Our out of town peeps were still here when some other out of town guests, but only from a couple hours away, arrived to talk about Charlotte Mason stuff. three moms, 7 children, including a newborn. Lovely visit, great kids. In one afternoon I think they dug out the boy’s old underground fort from the dirt of a five or six years of being washed out.
Striderling and Princess Peach and their two younger sisters also brought their mama over for a visit the day after everybody else went home. Or maybe the next day, I forget.
I was feeling frustrated because I’m behind on laundry, meal prep, sweeping and some online projects (I’m always behind but I feel behinderer, I’m really tired and not as clear headed as I prefer when working on online projects.
I thought I had accomplished nothing, and I have nothing tangible to show for it.
But 19 children in 10 days? Plus their parents. I think I had some conversations with Blynken which may bear useful fruit for him- small things, like how he can avoid his brother when his brother is trying to irritate him, how he can work on self- soothing without exploding, and how it might be useful to him longterm if instead of loudly going over all the loopholes, possible and wildly improbable in any set of instructions given him, he could try instead to invest the same energy in being cooperative.
I had good conversations with the homeschooling moms- I think we all benefitted from each other. And providing space to dig and catch toads and get dirty for the kids is not something to sneeze at.
We renewed fellowship and friendship with people we have not seen in 15 years. We were encouraged and blessed, and I hope did the same for them.
And of course time with grandbabies is always wonderful.
Some people can do all these things and stay on top of laundry, dishes, floors, meals, and projects. As a dedicated, deep down to the bone introvert, I am not one of those people. No matter how much fun I have, no matter how productive the relationships, I need loads of recovery and recharge time later. Something has to give, and it’s always going to be the house.
Although I would not say no to a housekeeper.