This week I found myself sitting behind my closed bedroom door crying and gorging myself on giant handfuls of coffee nut M&M’s. Feelings of frustration and overwhelming thoughts had finally gotten the best of me. The constant sibling bickering, sickness, rain and endless questions compounded by the extra weight of trying to do All. The. […]
While on a family hike at our local nature preserve, I captured this image. The buds of a tree ready to burst forth with life and beauty. Looking at this photo I began thinking….this tree is already full of life and beauty. Those things do not start once the buds open but are there throughout the life of the tree. How different is this from ourselves and our homeschooling journeys?
Parenting is hard…. there, I said it. Homeschooling is hard…. yes, I said it. Unschooling is hard…. oh yes, I said that too. All of these are hard jobs folks. They are marathons not sprints. It takes years for you to see the outcomes of whatever it is you are doing right now in this moment. Years of tiny little moments adding up and filling this little person you are raising. No pressure.
Here is Mom wearing no makeup. She’s stressed from a play date gone horribly wrong. She has the beginnings of a headache. She has holes and spills on her shirt and pants. She has diaper cream in her hair. She loses her temper. She questions her abilities as a mother. She has doubts and fears.