This blog post was taken from our original site and was published in 2009. Even though it's an old post, the content is still relevant.
Please comment and let me know if you can relate to this first-day-of-school scenario!
Today was the first day of public school. Even though I have been gone from the classroom for long enough not to feel the usual excitement and anticipation of new beginnings, and even though my daughters did not go off to school today, and even though we've been into our homeschool rhythm and routine for months now and did not take the summer months off, I still can't help but perceive this day as somehow new and different.
Many of my friends' children and my daughters' friends went off to school today and I could not help but think of them all day. I wondered how the kids were doing, what activities they engaged in, whether they were having fun, how they enjoyed the bus ride.
I wondered how the moms were doing, did they take a lot of pictures, did anyone shed tears, what cute things did they pack in the lunch boxes, and mostly, how does it feel to experience the <em>freedom</em> that comes from having someone else care for you children for a large part of the day?
Don't get me wrong. I love homeschooling. For thousands of reasons. But some days I wonder what it would be like to have a quiet house for the day. I like to fantasize about what I would do. Would I relax and read? Would I write? Would I go back to teaching and actually make a real salary again? Would I go get a different job? Would I take riding lessons again, get another horse? Would I finish this Ph.D. in half or a quarter of the time it's been taking me now? Would my house be cleaner? Would I be more organized? Would I just rest?
A friend once told me that she felt that one needed to "be called" to homeschool and I believe this is true. I have received that calling but sometimes wish I hadn't.
Today we began our Monday morning like we always do with snuggles, breakfast, a short play time then our circle time, story and learning time. By 9:45 this morning it was already clear that we were not having a smooth flowing morning. My eldest was already lying on the floor tantruming, her sister close behind, and I was ready to quit. I threw up my hands, walked out of the room to regroup and suddenly it hit me: we can have a Do-Over Day!
So I returned to our learning area and explained the concept of a do-over. This was met with enthusiasm and smiles and we continued on. What else could we do?
I can't say that the rest of the morning went smoothly right away. It didn't. We actually needed three do-overs today; but that's okay because we homeschool and we CAN have do-overs! We can regroup as many times as we need to during the day.
Oh, and I burned the dinner just now as I was absorbed in my writing. Some days are just like that. Time for yet another do-over I guess.