Having five kids in the house with homework ranging from trigonometry to counting how many apples in a set, makes for some strategic planning. There can be no distractions. Even a burp or well, you know, other noises, can set off a trigger reaction. They all have to be far enough away from each other that one's eyeballs can't make contact with another. They can't be in a room with a TV or a computer because they have a magnetic pull that can't be resisted. Cell phones must also be unglued from fingers and taken out of arms reach. (How else am I going to read their texts without them knowing)?
For some reason, another requirement of getting homework done is I have to turn into Momzilla. There must be constant monitoring, evil stares, threats of starvation and a life on the streets. Because we all know who will get blamed if homework does not get done and it's not the kid. I did not feel this much pressure to get homework done when the homework was actually mine! (That might explain a few things but that is a whole other blog).
Now, I am not one of those parents who requires straight A's, nor am I drilling math facts into their brains in their sleep. Nor do I "do" their homework for them. Just getting their assigned work done on a daily basis is my entire goal. With my high schoolers this goal can take until midnight and that is when Momzilla is worn down and the trust factor comes in. I hate the trust factor. It works for some teenagers and not others. But in the end we have to let go, which is the hardest part of being a parent. We have to let go and live with and love the adult that is being produced under our wings.
In the meantime, I will continue to enjoy my peace in the mornings. I will hug an kiss my children when they come home from school. I will feed them a