I am a relatively organized person. And I would have thought that would extend into my homeschooling experience. But in the midst of starting homeschool for my girls I had two little ones underfoot. Add to that the fact that homeschooling can be a complete upheaval of all homemaking routines. I spent the first 2 and a half years of homeschooling floundering without a sure foundation to ground us. Every once in a while, we would settle into a homeschool routine. And then life would shift and I would no longer have my feet underneath me.
It was, in short, a struggle. Some things would get done regularly. Other things would get put off for another day (Ahem…1st grade math…ahem). And my kids knew that if they worked me hard enough, the whole day could be put off. Often I felt like a homeschool mom failure.
As if the internal struggle wasn’t real enough, I also had two students who put up a MAJOR fight on most days just to get through the little bit we were getting done. I understood that the early years of elementary learning are supposed to be loose, but this was not exactly what I pictured. I needed a solution – on some days I thought I needed magic. Continue Reading
I recently went to a homeschool event – a sort of training. It was my FIRST experience with anything homeschool.
I have known a number of homeschooling families throughout my life. I have gone through the phases of thinking it is the weirdest thing ever (my junior high self), to thinking it seems like a pretty good idea. My thoughts on homeschool have run the gamut and have settled on this:
We are going to do it. And I am excited. Then nervous…and excited…and nervous.
I have shared these thoughts here before. Aren’t they deep?
Anyway, back to the homeschool event. I saw it ALL there. And I talked to all kinds of moms preparing to teach their children at home this year. There was a tiger-mom. There were the overwhelmed moms. I heard a powerful testimony from a mom to a boy likely “on the spectrum.” I heard from mother’s of 6, 8, 10(!) kids who homeschool.
Prompted by questions, these women would begin to share the practicalities of their homeschool days. To a woman, each had a book they recommended for this homeschooling journey. I began to make a list. Continue Reading
I feel as though I stand on a precipice and I am about to jump into a very deep pool. It is foggy, murky, and definitely unknown. I feel myself stretching out, feeling for something to grasp onto before I jump into the water. I create a plan for jumping in, gather up my courage, and then second-guess myself, and run away from the edge.
Practically, in my head, I know others have done this before. I can see plenty of others in the distant water, splashing and having fun – thriving in this foreign environment. I see they somehow jumped from the place where I now sit perched and survived the fall and the crash into the water. And yet…
I still haven’t jumped in.
This is how I feel as my oldest starts school later this month.