After about 3 solid days of sunshine here in Georgia. We are faced with a very dreary and wet day. I suppose after 60’s for 3 days, it was only due time for the temps to drop and us to get back to the reality of what Winter should be like.
Today was one of those days we had very little school work to do. So despite being stuck inside all day, besides a few spelling test, seat work and a dab of computer work. My boys were free to do as they pleased.
Mid morning they began to get a bit antsy unable to go out, so I thought it was the perfect day to let them jump on our pillows. This is something I have allowed my children to do for years now. It is a bit messs but way easier to clean up than a floor full of legos.
So they jumped.
… and for a good while, had such fun being silly and listening to worship music in the background.
I decided as they played that I would set up my video camera and record them playing. I knew it be fun to look back on. As they played I couldn’t help but think how awesome it was that they were even home to do this.
[I’ll place the video at the end]
I have had my share of days… months… years, where I questioned our home schooling the boys.
I had many moments of non-escapable thoughts of “is this worth it?” “am I doing more harm than good?” “would I be a better mom if they were gone some…” “public school would probably do them good…” and so forth.
I battled those thoughts and more, yearly. Especially my first few years of home schooling. Especially those years I added a new child to the mix… or we moved. Or I had to adjust to my husbands horrible job hours. There are to many times to count, where I felt defeated and lonely. Days where I would be surrounded by cranky kids who didn’t want to do their school work and a tired me, who wanted nothing more than to be done with it.
Homeschooling was exhausting!
I remember resenting moms who were able to just put their kids in public school and be done with it. I envied the alone time.
It seems like in the last year or so though. I have hit a new season in home schooling.
A season of thankfulness.
and feelings of such blessing, as I sit and watch my boys learn.
I will be the first to raise my hand and bow to the awesomeness and hard work public school teachers put in. I have many friends who are public school teachers and I know the blood, sweat and tears they pour into their jobs. They like cops are very under appreciated. I for one would never want to teach a classroom full of kids that were not my own. At least I have the authority to discipline mine. :) So those new to my blog, must know. I am never ever downing public schools on this blog and I am never ever unappreciative of the work that goes into being a public school teacher. Nor do I think less of any parent who chooses differently. Homeschooling IS NOT a fit for every family and that is completely okay and right.
… but can I just say.
Home Schooling my boys has been nothing but a blessing.
We’ve had our bumps… but compared to the good we’ve experienced, its been worth ever single trial along the way.
My initial reason to home school back in the day was because I felt I needed to as a Pastors wife. My husband believed in home schooling after he had some very bad life changing experiences in public school as a young boy… I did it, because I wanted to not only please Travis but because I truly wasn’t ready to ship off my kids to a school for a good majority of the day. Caleb was so little still to me… I just didn’t want him to go… and selfishly I knew if I homeschooled him, he’d be with me more.
As my oldest son is now 10… in the 4th grade. Growing and maturing into an amazing young man. I am realizing in a new way, the importance in our family for home schooling.
I get so tired of hearing from people downing on home schoolings…
Saying they will be unsocial.
Unable to adapt to society.
What a load of crap. :-D
My boys are amazingly social.
Nerdy at times :) – but who isn’t!
I love their desire to please their mother/father.
… rather than their peer.
I find peace in knowing they are not being exposed to pornography on the school bus or learning the latest inappropriate jokes and lingo from the lunch room.
I can find moments of Praise in being able to speak truth into my boys on what scripture teaches… and what the Bible says… without worrying about offending someone or breaking a religious rule.
“These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.” ~ Deuteronomy 6:6-9
Freedom in creating our own schedule and learning as we go. May it be in our school room, on the road or with friends.
Home schooling is SO MUCH MORE than just Academics.
In 8 years. Caleb will be an adult.
I will be 38 years old… (Same age as my husband is today)… and I will then send my son off to college (hopefully).
I hear so often the dread of teen years… and while I am not there… but oh so close. My prayer is to break that mold too… and to enjoy my boys for all they are. In the brokeness and in the praise.
So in the moments of silly games.
Jumping on pillows.
Tickles and Play.
I can cherish each moment, knowing all my boys see. All my boys do… and praying for them daily, to become all that God desires them to be.
No one can tell you what to do in regards to schooling your children.
… but can I encourage you. From one tired mom to another :) – that its worth it.
Every single moment.