It’s been three weeks since we officially started the school year, and for the most part, I’m still trying to find my mojo. Routine around here is dependent on me and if you don’t know already, I am consistently inconsistent.
For the most part, I think the last few weeks have gone rather well. The boys have been working hard and I really can’t ask for more than that. We survived our first day of co-op and they both seem genuinely excited about that new aspect of our journey.
As for me? I have yet to have a day where everything on the lesson plan gets done.
I find myself already worrying about finishing on time, getting to every subject, and just generally doing what I can to hold my head above water. Juggling two very different ages/grades is not easy and some days my head feels like it’s going to spin right off from all.the.questions.
We begin the day and then the next thing I know, I’m out of time.
It takes a lot of work to fit in all the extras, but those are they things they love so much. Those are the things they get excited about. It’s easy to push the extras aside, but I have to make a choice each day to remain focused on what really matters in our day.
Part of me knows that lesson plans are over-rated and nothing ever goes as planned. The other part of me knows that if it’s not on the lesson plan, it’s not going to get done. It’s a daily struggle to decide which side of this debate I’m actually camping on.
Over the summer I spent a lot of time thinking, planning, and praying over the school year. I knew I wanted the boys to experience the freedom of learning more about the things they love. I wanted to close the textbooks and study history through the pages a classic novel. I wanted to help them find their passions and encourage them to follow their dreams. I wanted this year to be a year they can look back on and remember it being a favorite in their homeschool memory bank.
Just a little pressure I put on myself, that’s all.
I knew this year would be different for the boys and I was excited about the changes. But, I know now that adjusting my homeschool focus isn’t a simple task. It takes time to shift your thinking and allow change where needed.
While my heart knows what it wants for our journey this year, it’s not always easy to create the atmosphere needed to carry out the plan. It’s hard to make time to learn freely and still get everything done.
Right now I’m pretty sure my effort to be more relaxed in my homeschooling approach just ends up coming off as being unorganized. In the chaos of the everyday my goals already seem blurred.
I’m still finding my way down this new path I took and things don’t always go as planned, but at the end of the day the boys are happy and they are learning.
That’s what really matters on this journey.