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It’s that time of year! Our homeschool plan is finalized and submitted to our local school district. Right now, my tentative plan is to start school by August 23. I think. We may start math earlier than that. In our homeschool this year, we have Lael (11th grade), Alyssa (9th grade), Lauren (5th grade), and Addie (2nd grade).
She considers a field and buys it;
out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
She sets about her work vigorously;
her arms are strong for her tasks.
She sees that her trading is profitable,
and her lamp does not go out at night.
Well, sort of. My lamp definitely goes out at night. But these verses bring me peace and vision for one of the things that keep me busy. And who knew I’d love it so much.
Maybe I’m the only one that does this, I don’t know maybe you do it too…
I can be completely enjoying a summer day – warm breezes through the windows, sounds of happy girls playing in the sprinkler, growing things sprouting a perfect vibrant green in my garden, the taste of fresh veggies or smoky barbecue – perfection, right? But then something will strike me, a stray orange leaf or a puff of dandelion that looks like snow – and I momentarily wish for another season.
Autumn – it’s brisk days, the freshness of new books and schedules making everything seem exciting. Winter – the hustle of gift-buying, cookie baking, and party planning. Spring – the first long walk, following my girls zooming away on their bikes and that first smell of blooming lilacs. Even in the brief and beautiful summers found in Northern New York, sometimes I wish it away as I remember the other seasons we enjoy. It’s so like motherhood, isn’t it?
All too often, I find myself thinking back to when my girls were those ages. It was so much easier then. Moms with children that are that age – they have it so easy. They don’t have to deal with ______. Life was so much less complicated then. But if we really remember clearly, moms, no ages are easy because each age and season comes with it’s own unique challenges and struggles. Yes, no doubt about it, having two daughters of babysitting age in my house is amazing. It makes a lot of things easy. But it’s also a season with two teenage daughters and a tween coming up hot on their heels. Discipline and teaching isn’t as cut and dry as it once was. Relationships are challenging, as girls stretch their wings and bump into a sister who is also stretching.
My words have been pretty lacking around here, I know, and this isn’t adding much. But as I consider how our season is shifting once again – our oldest turns 16 in a few short days! – I thought about how easy it is to just constantly look back and wish. Or maybe you look forward and wish. Just look at the faces around you, and wish to bring love and life and the Gospel into this moment, into those lives. This moment, this age, this day is only lived once. Treasure it, mommas. There is a season for everything.
I was picking up my daughter from the nursery at church. The worker seemed annoyed, so I asked if everything went alright. She started by telling me briefly about her job, but I can’t remember what she said because for a moment I was so confused by her words. But then came the rest of her explanation –
If you spent less time trying to teach her to read at 3, and more time disciplining her then she wouldn’t be so difficult to handle.
I was crushed.
What she didn’t know is that I wasn’t trying to teach my daughter to read at all. She just was picking up books and watching Sesame Street. Didn’t know that I was exhausted because it seemed all I did was discipline and direct this little ball of energy. She didn’t know that I was struggling with how to train her to listen to me, when all this little one wanted to to was talk and move and ask questions. so many questions. This tired nursery worker just assumed something, based on the 40 minutes she spent with my precocious toddler and judged my parenting.