Working. Mother. Guilt.
I’ve spent a lot of today doing extra lesson planning so that I can turn a lot of the edu-process over to pater tomorrow. I’m filling in at the rectory again. Then on Tuesday I move to the DRE’s office to fill in for his administrative assistant who was badly injured in an accident 2 weeks ago. This will only be about 5 hours a day, but it is still enough for me to need to shift a lot of the school stuff over to Dad. This may last from one to three months.. The extra money will be a blessing, but I’m worried about everything working out in my absence. I am familiar with stories of mothers who work full-time and homeschool at night. I don’t know how much of that energy I can muster. (A year or two ago, I saw a story on TV about a homeless woman who homeschooled her child while living in a car. The story focused on his brilliance, well adjusted attitude and acceptance at an Ivy League - or equivalent - university.) Rick is good at the academics, but I know must instantly turn him into the POD parent - mapping out our daily prayers that he has heretofore not been included in and upping his daily dose of Latin.

Going to bed now. Have a bit of knot in my gut.