So we had kind of a big thing happen in our lives recently and I’ve been hesitant to post about it online for fear of judgement.
But keeping it in has proved very hard on me and my family.
My daughter, Emma, recently started preschool.
But wait? Wasn’t I homeschooling? Yes. I was.
And I still am.
After our cruise, it was clear that both of our girls have a very hard time separating from us.
It’s been nearly 4 years and very few days apart.
So, Emma started going to a local high school just 2 days a week, 3 hours per day and has been doing wonderfully!
She hasn’t cried once. She has picked out her outfits and packed her backpack and picked out her snacks every day.
But we are also still planning on doing school here at home.
As my husband told me, we are merely using this as a “tool” to help her learn something I can’t teach her- separation from me.
He said it’s just like if I would take her for Algebra classes or Spanish classes or anything else.
It was very hard for me. I almost felt like I had lost my identity as a “homeschool mom.” And if I wasn’t that, what was I?
I felt like I had failed at homeschooling.
But I didn’t.
And I haven’t.