There’s something I just have to talk about today, and it can be a controversial subject to be sure. But I am not going to start some huge “pros and cons” conversation or try to make anyone feel the exact same way as I do about it, okay?
Let’s be adults and talk for a moment about this idea of home-school.
Now, I know quite a few moms and I follow some blogs of moms that home- school their kids. I admire these moms, I really do. They are passionate women who believe deeply that it is their God-given responsibility to teach their children at home. I hear their stories and their lesson plans and wonder if I have somehow missed my life’s calling.
I have also been a part of several conversations outlining the benefits of homeschooling and the horrors of today’s public school system. These discussions can be good, but again, can leave me feeling like perhaps I have been a bit cavalier about the choice of where our children will learn algebra and the fine points of grammar and vocabulary. (Side note: in my initial writing of that last line, I spelled grammar wrong…which honestly just makes me laugh.)
Should they be learning the periodic table around our own kitchen table?
Have I chosen something “lesser-than” by choosing to publicly educate my kids?
Am I shirking off something meant for me to shoulder?
If their education should be THEIR highest priority, should it also be MY highest priority, my sole responsibility?
These are thought-provoking questions to be sure.
But I just feel like it needs to be said that I HAPPILY do not home school my children.
Sure, I feel the occasional mommy-guilt. You know, the guilt that tells me that there are scores of women out there doing more for their families than I am, that a good mom would want to be with her kids EVERY WAKING MOMENT.
But, I make a repeated decision to tell that voice, that mommy-guilt voice, to go sit in her room until she can come back and play nice.
This is the right choice at this time for our family.
How do I know?
I’m so glad you asked. I actually have that answer.
It came to me just this past week, as the bus pulled away from the stop with my little darlings tucked safely inside on their way to a day full of learning, adventures and their friends.
I know that home-schooling is not for me because of the sense of euphoria that swept over me on my walk home. I am really and truly happy that I don’t have to home-school them.
Yes, the Bible says that we can do all things through Christ that strengthens us…I know that I could probably figure out a way to home-school, but in this case and in others, it doesn’t mean that I have to do all things.
I love my time with my kids and I do teach them all the time. I engage with their spirits. We talk. We discuss. We do life together.
But I do not home-school my children for their sake and for mine.
I’m happy. They are happy.
I get to just be mommy, and that works for all of us.
Thank you, Jesus, for the teachers that will teach them this year at school.
Thank you, Jesus, for all the time we will spend learning together at home.
Happy home-school and school-school year everyone! Blessings on you and your choices!