With plates full of salmon, roasted veggies, bread and salad, seven of us sat down around a beautiful table. As we ate, my sweet friend Nancy asked us what we’re hoping to learn this fall. When it came time for me to share, I told my friends about how I’m excited to learn how to teach my son. I want to know what his learning style is and what I can do to help him believe in himself and be curious about the world around him. We’re embarking on a new adventure in our home. This year, I’ll be homeschooling our 1st grader and although the road to reaching this decision was long and filled with many tears and much uncertainty , the moment we landed on this choice, my heart was immediately flooded with peace.
Over a year ago, before he even started kindergarten, I attended an informational meeting at a local parent partnership school. Everything they shared, I loved, but I doubted myself and after the meeting, I ugly cried in the parking lot. Most of my friends are homeschool moms with real teaching degrees. I have so much respect for them and when I look at them, I feel like they have something I don’t. I don’t have a teaching degree and because of this, I questioned my ability. I didn’t want him to miss out on something and I didn’t want to mess him up and so, we played it safe and we sent him to kindergarten.
His kindergarten experience was great. His teacher was wonderful and I had a blast volunteering in his class. He was always happy when he came home from school, but still….homeschooling was on my heart.
I don’t know about you, but I crave a life with less rush. Less rushing my kids out of the house every morning. Less rush to come home, unload backpacks and then head out for soccer. I want to have the time to help my son research the things he’s interested in and I want him to have more time to play and just be a kid. I want to finish school by noon and then have playdates or walk on the beach. I want to feed my kids weird, healthy things for lunch and read lots of books all snuggled up together.
The tug to try homeschooling kept on pulling at my heart and finally, I listened. I looked myself in the mirror and I told myself that I might not have a teaching degree, but I’m a heck of a resourceful person, I’m organized, I’m curious and I care….A LOT. And so, we’re going to homeschool for a year…and then we’ll reevaluate and go from there. For us, we will take it a year at a time, choosing what is best for our kids and what brings us the most peace.
When I write about our homeschooling journey here on NW Healthy Mama, I want you to know that I don’t think I am any better than you. Neither do I think I am any less. Some of my best friends do public school beautifully and likewise, some of my other closest friends homeschool quite successfully. I respect you not because of how your kids are educated, but because you are their advocate.
Homeschooling was on my heart and I just couldn’t shake it. Now that we’re preparing for it and school is about to begin, I can’t wait to start this new adventure. What’s on your heart that you just can’t shake? What do you hope to learn this fall?