I just ordered two books on Amazon to read before we start this uphill climb into homeschooling.
I already know our homeschooling journey is going to be freakishly different from a lot of the people who encouraged me to do this. When I first put my feelers out on Facebook to see what my friends with homeschooling backgrounds had to say, I got a lot of talk about how good it was that I was “listening to the Spirit” and that God had “equipped me” to teach Silas and to face all of the challenges of homeschooling “through prayer and meditation on the Word”. It’s my own damn fault for staying so connected to my roots that I have to listen to this all the time. It’s not me now, it’s how I was raised. It’s something I’ve moved far away from in my own life, my own ideaology, my own heart. I struggle with feeling like I’ve let down a lot of people who care about me, but I have no intention of going against my gut and faking it for them so they can sleep better at night. Count me as *lost and move on.
In other news, we had a scary ordeal last week, which I blogged about here. Needless to say, we’ve decided that medication is NOT the route we want to take with him. I’ve contemplated dietary therapy, since my mom is in training to become a licensed nutritionalist… but my little man loves bread and cheese and pasta and fruit cups. He already eats infinitely healthier than most children I know, and we already cut back his sugar and dairy intake a couple of years ago. I honestly think that removing all flour and gluten and whatever will not be worth the hassle for the mild benefits it could provide. Not to mention, a lot of his “problems” are not an issue at home. They are social things that only come up at school or when he’s with a lot of kids and overstimulated. I really truly feel it’s something we could work through as a family without the added stress of taking away certain foods. I want him to grow up with a healthy relationship with food and his body. I don’t need moral values assigned to things he genuinely loves.
*I do not truly believe that I am “lost” or that I’m some evil person who has chosen the wrong path. But I know that there are people who will read this, linked from my FB, who have known me since I was little, who WILL think that. I can’t stop them from being concerned or losing sleep or talking about me and my “situation” with others… but I can respectfully ask them not to come to me. Not to plead with me. I don’t need concern trolling about my health, my fat, my spiritual well-being, or my life.