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hope for the homeschooling mom

Devotion

A Simple Word: Hard

This entry is part 24 of 24 in the series Homeschool

I was talking with some homeschool mama friends the other day about starting homeschool. This year is the year of “considering homeschool” it seems. I mentioned the difficulty with forming a homeschool routine – with finding the routine that works for us.

For us, it took TWO and a HALF years to find our “Homeschool Normal.” I always considered this was too much. I discouraged myself by thinking I must have over-complicated it. And I assuaged myself with the remembrance that we had tiny people to look after when we started…and I got pregnant in the middle of our first year.

It turns out: almost all the moms said it took them at least a couple of years to settle into their homeschools – to figure out routines and feel comfortable.

I say that to say this: if this is your first year homeschooling and you are floundering, if the dishes in the sink from three days ago are almost as stinky as your 2nd grader’s attitude, if you “forgot” to do math last month, if you looked on your favorite homeschool blog’s Instagram and discovered you aren’t measuring up, you are NOT ALONE!

We are all in some state of frustration, floundering around in the vast homeschool ocean, searching for some sort of anchor, or boat, or life raft…something!

Here’s a bit of hope for you today:

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Growing Up, Pennies from Heaven

Mom’s Secret Homeschool Book Weapon

one homeschool mom's secret to filling her homeschool with books, audio and e-books. Find books on popular book lists for classical homeschooling, Charlotte Mason, and more.
This entry is part 12 of 24 in the series Homeschool

We are unabashed book lovers.  This home is FILLED with books of every sort.  And we are approaching our homeschooling situation with a sort of mash-up of literature-based, classical, and Charlotte Mason learning.  (I love a good homeschool book list!)  That means we

READ.

A. LOT.

While I will never leave my first love (in regards to reading): physical books; I  have discovered a secret book weapon.  And it is ROCKING my world lately.

You see, with 4 kids in our house (all under the age of 7), I read a lot of books.  Check out some of our favorite books here.  The books we read just aren’t always books for me.  I read picture books, chapter books, living books.

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Nest Building

Simply Beginning Homeschool with Peace

homeschooling with peace - a discussion of the book Teaching From Rest by Sarah Mackenzie
This entry is part 13 of 24 in the series Homeschool

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:

{Deep breath}

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

Devotion

Hope for Homeschooling Moms

hope for the 1st time homeschool mom
This entry is part 14 of 24 in the series Homeschool

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.

You see, she is not just starting school.

I, too, am starting school.

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