The end of our first year of homeschooling has me feeling a wide range of emotions. First of all I am completely 100% glad that we decided to homeschool. As you may or may not know, just deciding to take the plunge was a HUGE decision, and one I worried I could regret. What if we ruined Nate? What if he hated it? What if I hated it? What if my house was always dirty because things were too hectic to clean? What if, what it, what if.
In the beginning of the year Nate did have trouble with the hour it took to do school.... like he was just ready to keel over! I kept thinking, jeez kid this is one hour..... Public school is seven! Our Handwriting Without Tear lead to tears once or twice in the beginning. In the middle of the year getting math done was like pulling teeth, I literally had Dave do math with Nate after work for about a week, because I was struggling.
Then. Somehow. Things were easy. Nate got through school with no problem, banged out handwriting with confidence and ease. Even his math was easy and he was proud to get it done. Then the next minute school was over! Now that school is out Nate asks daily if we can do school. He enjoys it, and that means the year was a 100% success in my book!
That was my goal!
I'm so blessed to have spent this year with my son. I spent the first five years with him of course, but this year..... teaching him, watching him thrive, it was such a blessing I wasn't expecting.
So next year I'm not going to worry so much. I'm going to trust our decision. Lean on the HUGE community of local homeschoolers more. Take more field trips. Take school on a trip with us. I'm going to relax and trust that it works because Nate is interested in learning and is sharp as a tack.
I'm going to trust myself more.
I'm going to enjoy everyday more.

















