So I’m wearing yet another hat around here. It does take me farther away from sewing, blogging, cleaning (ha!), but it’s awesome and hard and frustrating and tiring and so, so super amazingly cool!
Homeschooling was something that I had always considered in a kind of throw-the-idea-around-here-and-there kind of way.
It kind of went with the progression of our parenting style – breastfeeding, babywearing, cloth diapering, ayurvedic medicine — oh, yeah, what the heck, maybe I’ll homeschool, too!
Whenever I’d mention it, I’d get a sort of common, generic response of how neat of an idea that was, but how few people are “able” to do it — oh, and, my favorite –boy, was I brave! (I think sometimes it was a compliment, and sometimes it was just a filler when someone didn’t know what to say. Once or twice it was delivered in a you’re-nuts-to-take-that-on kind of way.)
This general idea of us, as parents, not being “able” to teach our own children was really a soul-searching topic for me. I made lists of pros and cons, did tons of research, etc.
But, mostly, I listened to my kids.