So Alfalfa and I have officially finished out 2nd year homeschooling (I was planning on going on ’til the end of the month but I’m wiped out). I know that most, if not all, homeschooling moms will agree that the year that they had planned out did not happen, well, according to the plan.
Well not only did my plan not work, but I feel like I failed miserably.
After our first year with a an umbrella school, we had decided to file our own afidavit and be on our own. The reasoning behind this was mostly because I knew how difficult it was going to be for me to be active in the group after Froggy was born. I mean it was crazy difficult toting around Spanky as a baby. But toting around a baby and toddler? Forget it, impossible.
Anyway, so according to my plan (which I made sure to have it all written out before baby was born), my Alfalfa should have already written the next great American novel. Or at least be reading without so much help from mama.
So what changed my plans?
Well I’ve come to find out that babies will not always nap as long as they’re suppose to.
My once eager Kindergartener has now turned to a whiny first grader.
Toddlers are amused with play-dough for 5 min max.
Going to the library is just not possible with screaming babies.
The mere thought of going on any fieldtrip, no matter how simple, is exhausting.
So that’s what got Alfalfa and I behind schedule. Not behind his grade level, just behind our schedule. Really, when I think about it, my schedule means very little. Alfalfa is ahead in some subjects and average in others.
On paper our schooling looks great, so why do I feel like a failure?
This will be something to contemplate this summer as I plan for next year.